Kanpur is not just the city i was born in, infact i wasn't born here. Kanpur is my city. It the answer to the question "where do you belong to?".and like most things that are a given in my life and have the pronoun 'my' before them, I love it.
Technically I am migrant; a product of the evil called 'urbanisation'.Four years in a village made this city into an aspiration. I still remember waiting for the 'vikram' to come and take us to the city forever. It was a better place.Period.
Today Mumbai is a better place. But I have always been a tourist there. That city gave wings to my imagination. I am awed by its freedom but despite its everyday eve teasing, despite the horrible traffic , despite being unruly , despite everything, Kanpur is MY city.
And if I dont belong here, I dont belong anywhere.
Technically I am migrant; a product of the evil called 'urbanisation'.Four years in a village made this city into an aspiration. I still remember waiting for the 'vikram' to come and take us to the city forever. It was a better place.Period.
Today Mumbai is a better place. But I have always been a tourist there. That city gave wings to my imagination. I am awed by its freedom but despite its everyday eve teasing, despite the horrible traffic , despite being unruly , despite everything, Kanpur is MY city.
And if I dont belong here, I dont belong anywhere.
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