On my way to Worli from Byculla station I was forced to be in the cab for almost half an hour. Yesterday was the final day for this city to say goodbye to one of her favorite deities Lord Ganesha. There was any single point of doubt in my mind why I have been stopped?
Mumbai. Where Bollywood icons and Cricket stars have been treated almost equal to God, the reason for the my stoppage was the 30 kms parade of the victorious Indian cricket team. From Sahar airport to Stadium.
To my surprise irrespective of the fear that I was already late, I found almost all my colleagues were on the road. In the mass crowd, I saw people who belong to almost all professions. From the top level Executives who work in posh cabins to panipurui wallha who makes panipuri.
There was a small function going on arranged by the local shiv sena to welcome the super 20 heroes. I saw a mallu speaking loudly in his cell phone that he has been waiting to see the brave hearts. There was a small Durga exactly opposite to Mobile phone shop people there came out wearing the cap to cheer for our team.
The roof of the Parsi ladies hostel nearby was filled with girls holding tri color. The crowd I saw included lot of people who belong to different corners of this great country.
It was the biggest celebration and welcome this great city given to anyone. Here the superstar is not Dhoni or Yuvraj. It’s the sports who bring this huge courty divided by cast , creed, language.
