I’m an irrationally emotional person. I get attached very easily to people, things and places. Goodbyes make me emotional and literally drive me crazy. The last 2 months, I’ve been very regular with my blog posts but finding it hard to concentrate on writing this week. I’m finally moving cities. The “finally” is because this move was supposed to happen end April but because of COVID-19 my country had imposed restrictions on people moving between states. I’ve been living in Mumbai, India’s financial capital, for the last three years. I moved here after my MBA for work.

I didn’t like Mumbai for the first few months after moving. I disliked it so much that at every chance I’d fly back home. But with time this city slowly won my heart and now it feels more home than my home city. When I decided to move, I made this elaborate plan to say goodbye to Mumbai including revisiting all my favourite places around the city. From midnight Marine Drive visit to chomping on vada pav from my favourite Ashok Vada Pav to sunrise at my happy place – Bandra Fort to breakfast at Cafe Irani Chai; so many plans that couldn’t happen thanks to the current abysmal situation. But I’m not going to be disappointed, I will come back to Mumbai to do all this some time in the future.

Last few weeks have been crazy emotional for me.

1. Starting from virtually saying goodbye to colleagues at my last job, people that really helped me get through the last three years at work that I probably won’t see again. The very close friends I will definitely be seeing but I mean the colleagues who are friends but not that close.

2. Packing and figuring out how to move the crazy amount of stuff I have. From emotional to frustrated at all the delays in the moving process. It’s been very frustrating working around all the restrictions because of COVID.

3. Saying goodbye to my first home. Before this I’ve only stayed at home and hostels. This was my first real home that I setup from scratch. My home, my safe space & my happy place.

4. Last but not the least, saying goodbye to friends that have been like family to me. Friends who have taken care of me over the past three years and made sure to get me back on my feet after I messed up. I’m still not sure if I’ll be able to meet them or not since public transportation is restricted in Mumbai.

I’m finally (hopefully) moving in the next 2-3 days. The next blog is probably going to be delayed, unless I find time in the middle of all this madness to write.

Hope you’re safe wherever you are. Please wish me luck for this move! How do you deal with the emotions around moving houses and cities?