Mumbaiya Maami

The Madrasi Maami from now on will be called the Mumbaiya Maami. She has been forced to transfer to Mumbai by her employer. Although she is quite thankful to her employer and God for not having snatched away her job, she is still a gloomy soul. Only after these 6 months in Chennai, she was kind of slowly settling down when suddenly her boss (cum best friend in office) broke this news to her. He himself seemed to have taken aback when last night he received this dreadful SMS from his boss asking if one of his team mates (either me or the AVP) could go to Mumbai. I got a real shock. Lot of thoughts started originating – shall I leave my job, go to Delhi and find a job there; shall I refuse to go; shall I contact some friends/seniors to help me find a job. But the first thing I ended up doing was telling my father about it. He further put forth various questions that I was not interested in answering at that point in time. I was quite disturbed as all my plans went down the drains – learning driving, music class, etc. I had no clue about what was coming my way. If you have read ‘Who Moved My Cheese’, my situation was quite similar to that of the mouse that one fine day is not able to find its cheese. Though the first emotion that swelled upon me was that of sorrow, I was secretly excited about moving to a fast paced city like Mumbai, which was so talked about. Also, I was saved from moving to my friend’s place in Chennai which was quite far off from office.

So, from the mode of denial, I somehow crawled into the acceptance mode. I started hunting for long-lost friends in Mumbai who stay near my new office and may help in getting some decent accommodation. For a Maami who doesn’t know the meaning of ‘rave’ party, Mumbai would be a new world to explore. A city that accommodates diverse population in terms of socio-economic background, religion, culture, geography, it is more of a mini-India. Maami may get to know the meaning of night-life, pubbing, competitive financial market and so on.

Chennai will be missed to the core. The city and its residents familiarized Maami with her language and culture. Relatives were damn supportive and Maami soon felt at home. In office, she gelled with senior management team and to her surprise, made them good friends. Now Maami will be on her own in Mumbai. No doubt its going to be tough but there will be lot of learning involved – both at professional and personal fronts. To her relief she has lot of IMT and induction friends there apart from her uncle. So, hopefully life shouldn’t be that difficult. Actually, it never is…

Note: In case you are wondering how do I fit into the story of Chennai Maami, I take this destined opportunity to inform you that I (the author of the post/blog) is the erstwhile Chennai Maami.

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