What a surprise! Iron Maiden is playing in Mumbai on the 1st of February? Apparently so, according to 3 US kids with Indian origins studying in Bangalore. I had to check it out. The ticket cost no more that 1600 rs. Would i go? I seemed decided to do so, but then i backed up.
Once in Mumbai, I had only met Tommy and his intentions were far away from going to the concert. Going alone back in Spain would have not been a problem. I would know a cheap way to get to the concert. I would be secure, most important, I would feel secure. I would be able to go to the concert felling free to do so. Here I felt I needed someone else in such a city like Mumbai. And I wasn't willing to pay all the expenses of transportation by myself.
I must admit I wasn't fond on going to see Iron Maiden, I was keen on checking out Mumbai youngsters dancing and jumping to the beat of hard rock. So far I had only seen them dance Bollywood music or foreign music like Shakira, Ricky Martin or Reggeaton.
But Mumbai wasn't the India I had seen so far. It was a different India, India's future? I hope not.
Two bars were key to see in the Colaba area, Leopold's and Mondegar. Both full with backpackers, groups of locals and couples of lovers. The second had a jukebox. On my first time there I sat close to it, but I hadn't noticed it. while enjoying my beer I saw some coins on the tables were some locals were eating and chatting freely in that mixture of Hindi and English. With curiosity, i asked them where were the coins from, I had never seen them. they point out to the jukebox. A jukebox?
a minute later one of them gets up in its direction. And I'm suddenly enjoying my beer with Aerosmith, Guns 'n' Roses and Pearl Jam rocking the place. I felt like in home.
Friday, March 7, 2008
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