Traditionally modern

 A beautiful mural of a sadhu smoking a pipe on a motorcycle, in Worli village.

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Cart pusher

 Handcart pusher at Sassoon docks.

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handcart pusher, 

Autorickshaws are back

 Most of the autorickshaws drivers are from other states and they had gone to their respective homes when lockdown was announced as they could not afford to live in the city without plying their autorickshaws. But now with the easing of the lockdown they have started returning to plying their taxis. A relief to the citizens and of course a means of living to the drivers. Signs of normalcy gradually appearing.

Blue sky

 We had an afternoon's respite from the rains and had the pleasure of a blue sky.

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[Verse 1]
Walk along the river, sweet lullaby
They just keep on flowin', they don't worry 'bout where it's goin', no, no

[Verse 2]
Don't fly, mister blue bird, I'm just walkin' down the road
Early morning sunshine, tell me all I need to know, oh

[Chorus]
You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
Turn your love my way, yeah

[Guitar Solos: Duane Allman & Dickey Betts]

[Verse 3]
Good old Sunday mornin', bells are ringin' everywhere
Goin' to Carolina, it won't be long and I'll be there

[Chorus]
You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
Turn your love my way, yeah, yeah

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Reading room

 A public newspaper reading room in Bandra east reopened after having been closed due Covid19.

Catch of the day

 

Her visit to the fish market at Sassoon docks was basketful. From my archives.

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Parked

 

Fishing boats and trucks parked at Sassoon docks. From my archives.

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Khar subway

 

Khar subway that connects Khar east to west is well known in Mumbai suburbs as this place used to get flooded with the slightest rains. Fortunately since a few years now the Municipal Corporation has rectified the situation and it is not a frequent occurence now.

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Ganpati bappa Moriya

An eco friendly idol of Lord Ganesha on the right and idols of his parents Shiva and Parvati on the left in my home yesterday to celebrate Ganesh chaturthi.

Ganesh Chaturthi, also known as Vinayaka Chaturthi, is a Hindu festival celebrating the arrival of Ganesh to earth from Kailash Parvat with his mother Goddess Parvati/Gauri. The festival is marked with the installation of Ganesh clay idols privately in homes, or publicly on elaborate pandals. Wikipedia

However this year there are no Ganeshas in pandals due Corona. 

Mumbai monsoons

 

Wet street on a wet day in Santacruz. We have been having relentless rains for a few days now.

Here comes the sun

 

Sunrise from the Sassoon docks. Pre Covid. From my archives.

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Here comes the sun (doo doo doo doo)
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right
It's all right

Slitherer

 

Seen in the Worli village in the pre Covid era. From my archives.

The grass snake, sometimes called the ringed snake or water snake, is a Eurasian non-venomous colubrid snake. It is often found near water and feeds almost exclusively on amphibians. The barred grass snake, Natrix helvetica, was split off as a separate species in 2017. Wikipedia

Leafy avenue

 

A tree lined street in Santacruz east.

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Sparse traffic

 

People are still wary of stepping outside despite the easing of the lockdown. Fear is the key.

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A winner

 

Another uplifting mural in Bandra by Hoop Art. From my archives.

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Stay masked

 

Stay masked, stay safe, A rare empty street junction in the post covid era.

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Remembering the Mahatma

 

Remembering  Mahatma Gandhi on India's 74th Independence Day. This cutout is in Mani Bhavan, Mumbai where he resided and headquartered the Freedom movement of India from the British.

Raindrops

 

A slight drizzle persists all day from gloomy grey skies.

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"Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head"

Raindrops are falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothing seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

So I just did me some talking to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
He's sleeping on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep fallin'

But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me
Won't defeat me
It won't be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying's not for me
'Cause, I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining

Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me

It won't be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying's not for me, 'cause,
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining

Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me

B J Thomas

Street vendors

 

Street vendors in the secondary fish market at the Sassoon docks. Pre Covid. From my archives.

After the rains

 

People are gradually venturing out in Bandra east, with an eased lockdown in force.

The tyre tube on the tree is a sign that there is a tyre tube restorer under the tree. 

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Kerbside shopping

 

Kerbside shopping for fruits in Santacruz east, as the lockdown has been partially lifted in Mumbai. This junction is usually packed with people and traffic during normal times.

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Unity in Diversity

 A beautiful mural by Hoop Art in Bandra. From my archives.

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Nature's fury

 The stormy weather took its toll in the past two days in Mumbai.

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Coy Kite

 A coy black kite in Bandra east.

Monsoon greys

The Mumbai monsoon grey sky.

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A beautiful song by 

Bob Dylan - A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well-hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Bob Dylan

The blues

The blue dome of the Ma Hajiani tomb in Worli.

The Ma Hajiani dargah (tomb) in Worli was built in 1908 in honour of Ma Hajiani, a saint believed to be the sister of Saint Pir Haji Ali Bukhari. According to legend, they died at sea and their bodies were washed ashore, a few metres from each other. They were then buried at the respective places they were found. Subsequently two tombs were built - Haji Ali Dargah for the brother and Ma Hajiani dargah for the sister.

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Lamp light

Rains in the lamp light in Mumbai now.

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Yoga park

The Yoga park in Bandra Reclamation. Closed now due to Covid19. It has a statue of Patanjali, the 1st exponent of Yoga.

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Soon hopefully

A beautiful message by Hoop Art on the wall in Bandra but unfortunately a tough call in these days. This is from my archives.

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Spot the face

Spot the face 😊
An old building in Mumbai.

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