In the beginning there was the rain. The railway bridge over the Thane Creek connecting Vashi with the rest of Mumbai was draped in mists and rain . And through that grey haze so reminiscent of a Japanese painting rushed a bright yellow train .
Soon after the road turned into a river viewed through the wet window pane and then there were the lush green hills wet in the rain , the road a wet slick and thin waterfalls gushing down the sides of the hills .
And then walking into a cloud which bursts on you and drenches you with a five minute shower of heavy rain . You lean over a wide parapet to take in the advertsied breathtaking view of Sunset Point and all you get is a swirling soupy fog with misty vapours drifting upwards which is so strange and beautiful you forget about missing out on the view .
And while we are about it let us not forget the vada pao with flecks of ginger in the vada , a long green chilli and a green chutney which explodes in your mouth to be washed down with hot ginger tea and a nugget of Cooper's chocolate walnut fudge .And the bhuttas ( corn on the cob) in the rain .