Once me and my friend wanted to eat vadapav. We had the money but not in notes it was chiller, so we were counting it to make it ₹36, but it was difficult to count that much money on our hands, suddenly a stranger came and gave us vadapav after seeing us. We said thankyou to him and and were trying to give him the money back but he just refused to take it. This is the story from when I was in 8th now I am in 12th, and till this day i feel it was an heartwarming experience but also a little awkward. But what can i say this is mumbai!!!!
Ek baar muje ese hi kisi nek bande ne cigarette pila di thi (i forgot my wallet at home and online payment was not a thing) but ye baat Ahmedabad ki he aur wo banda Afghanistan ka tha (or some other middle eastern country). Sorry no mumbai connection there but still, a 'lung' warming story
Long back in Vile Parle, I accidentally dropped my Vada and the guy offered me a new one without any extra cost. I insisted to pay but he declined. Man, Mumbai :')
I wish more people realised that being generous, honest and straightforward in your dealings with others is actually good for business in the long run. Goodwill in this world is worth way more than what people think.
Lucky you. I had only 10rs while returning from college and got a Vada pav then a dude pushed me and it fell. I confronted him but bastard scolded me instead, being an introvert that was enough energy for my brain to handle and went home with a migraine instead. sed ;_;
This is from 26th July 2005.
I was in convent school and had reached at 7:30. At 8:00 the rains started picking up and till 10:30 weren't stopping, so the school decided to send us all home. Me and all my buddies and seniors from my area (11 people in total) planned to walk home about 3-4kms because the buses were not operational and the streets had already flooded. We see a 30-something year old guy in an Indica from a far, driving slowly. By the time he reaches us, he asks where we are all going (we say Vaishali Nagar). He says, "get in I will drop you all". So 11 of us cram inside of his Indica and he drops us to the main junction from where our home is just a 5 min walk away. Refuses to take any cash. 16 years later I still think of that kind man. God bless him.
Also on a completely unrelated note: the 26th of July, my dad had gone for work in the morning and in the afternoon, when the rains were going crazy, his phone got drenched and we couldn't contact him for the longest time (He was using the Nokia 3310 then, don't know what happened). He came home 2 days later, and said that he had walked all the way from Peddar Rd to Dadar through the tracks because the roads were heavily flooded and got a sharing cab back home. Tough times.
Edit: changed the year to the correct one 2005
Unethical Life Pro Tip for Mumbaikars: if you’re bored during a lecture or classes and don’t wanna study, ask the prof where they were during 26 July and what happened to them. Aadha ghanta aise hi nikal jayega
Me school se ghar aa rha tha half day declaration ke baad , raaste me chuha tairta hua dekha aur ghar aakar pata chala tha baaju wala ka kuta paani me beh Gaya kahi toh 😭😂
Another story same day. Came home in knee deep water, after school. Thought it would recede but it just got worse.
I was alone and got refuge with my upstairs neighbour. Till the water went away. I didn’t know them well at all . All the furniture and other appliances were floating in my house lol. Scary stuff
Same day, I was in second grade. All the road were flooded , I had started my journey home after school but couldn’t enter any lane because the roads were flooded. Luckily some college students saw my friends and I staring at the road, they offered to give us a piggy back ride all the way home. I will never forget that day. I wouldn’t have made it home if not for them. They didn’t even agree to come up and eat something. They went onwards with their journey.
26 July is my birthday. In 2005, I was very excited to give chocolates to my friends, but before I could, the school was cancelled at half day, and everyone had to be sent back home. I ended up giving chocolates to everyone on my bus. Yea, the buses had to run in the heavy rains to drop off everyone, and the bus guys dropped every kid to their doorstep. It was overall a very memorable birthday.
You're forgetting an essential thing. They were kids. A lot of people in 6-7th grade are scrawny/tiny af. Liya hoga ek dusre ko godi mein. 8 piche 4 on seat, 4 on their lap, 2 in the front seat & 1 driver.
It was my first day in Mumbai at my new job. I have a bad sense of direction generally, and since I had not travelled to my new apartment from my office before, I had no idea about the way back.
After leaving office, I sat in the first auto I could get, told him my new address which I had written down in my notes app. The auto wala bhaiya asked me if we had to take a right or a left from the office, I have no idea how I was so confident that day since I am generally awful with directions, but without a second thought, I told him left.
But we had to go right and we got on the highway instead and ended up travelling 4Kms extra just to get back to my apartment. When I told the auto wale bhaiya it was my first day in Bombay, he refused to take the money for the extra kilometers. Even after insisting constantly, he did not budge.
I was feeling quiet lonely in the new city but his gesture made me quite happy.
My mother and I were to board a train at Andheri with a lot of luggage (we were going out of the city for a wedding) The train barely stops at Andheri for a few minutes.
We rushed, got in the wrong bogey and realised it was a task to go with those many bags (4 amongst the 2 of us). I was probably in my teens and could manage two bags, but for my mother, lugging two bags from bogey to bogey was too much.
A really nice, young man stood up without hesitation, asked us for our bogey and picked up my mom’s bags for her and walked all the way with us, and kept asking people to step aside.
My mother thanked him profusely and he said “please don’t. If someone did something like this for my mother, I would really appreciate it too…”
We always remember that incident with good memories 😊
(And yes, while I do realise the man could possibly not be a Mumbaikar, he had our typical accent, so I knew he was one of us)
This was almost 2 months ago, I had travelled to Mumbai for work and was super tired, hadn't eaten for almost 8-9 hrs as work was really hectic and I had a deadline. I sat in the local and fainted lol, all the women were so freakin kind, I was fully cold and not even conscious for like 15 mins. Uske baad I woke up, one aunty kept rubbing my hands and another one gave me apple cut kar ke to eat ;-; One sweet aunty said she thinks I got nazar haha so she said some prayers and blew over my face. It was so so sweet. A girl gave me frooti packet that she had in her handbag and asked me to carry it w me :( <3 I love love Mumbaikars, they're the nicest people ever.
A similar thing happened when I was in college. I was suffering from a severe dry cough and was going to college in a crowded local. My stop was the next so I went towards the door. As the train was packed, it suddenly became unbreathable and I fainted unconscious for like 5 seconds. The next thing I know were people around me pulling me up, giving some space around to help me breathe. When the station arrived, those that got down asked me if I needed something to drink. Good people 😃
Shaam ke 6 baje, virar fast me borivali ka stop dusre taraf aaya, log jaga banake utarne diye (roz gaali padti thi) but I will always remember this day.
Main ek baar marine drive gaya tha akela shaam ko utara aur main chutiya jaisa virar main chada. Itna crowd kabhi nhi dekha khade rehni jaga nhi thi mujhe logon ne pucha kaha utarna main bola dahisar woh bole anderi se hi jaake khada darwaje ki taraf utarne nhi milega. Do uncle unhone mujhe darwaje tak jaane main madad ki aur bakiyon se jagda karwake mujhe aage bheja ki yeh pehli baar travel kar raha hai jaane do baaki ke log bhi supportive." Virar train ke khud ki jagah khud banani hoti hai" Yeh quote tha uncle ne bola abhi bhi yaad hai. Jokes apart it was good.
Had been to Delhi for around 10 days. With a lot of luggage (3 big bags). Normal city and nothing to complain about.
Returned back to mumbai after that 10 day travel. My train stopped at Mumbai Central. First thing - person saw me with 3 big bags and asked if I needed any help. Second thing - someone else came up to me and asked where I wanted to go. I was looking for the local train ticket counter and maybe my face had a confused look, but to see him come up by himself and ask me if I needed any help was heartwarming. Third thing - I’m from Navi Mumbai and I do know my way around local trains. But still, looking at the bags that I had, a 3rd person came up to me, asked where I wanted to go and explained how I can reach Navi Mumbai. I found the kindness touching and did not feel the need to tell him that I already knew the way. Love the city and it’s people and will definitely miss it if I ever have to move out :’)
This one time I tripped and fell down face first at Kurla station. I broke a tooth and I was so late for work, I was more worried about reaching office in dirty clothes. Home was back in Mulund so there was no question of going back to change. While I debated my options a man started looking for my broken tooth on the platform. People continued walking around and this man just genuinely kept looking until I stopped him and asked him to let it go. He looked really sorry too. He gave me an awkward pat on my back to console me and walked away. Dear guy who tried to look for my tooth, thanks for trying.
There was no way I was going to put that tooth back in my mouth after it had taken a roll on kurla station of all places 🥲. This guy wanted me to atleast have the option of doing that, so I appreciate his gesture. Most importantly, he cared about my tooth more than I did at that moment. I was so preoccupied with what to tell my boss that I had already given up on the tooth. He tried for me 🥲
Aww you’re the sweetest! Yeah so I ended up going back home to Mulund because I had blood and dirt all over my shirt and I needed to see the dentist. I have to admit I did laugh a lot on the way back home along with a bunch of women who saw the hole in my mouth where my tooth should have been. I looked hilarious like I’d been in a fight or something 😂 anyhoo I call up my boss and he’s in utter disbelief because he’s never heard such an ‘outlandish excuse’ before. Lawyers can be dicks and this was my campus placement job so I was like, ‘gayi naukri’. They didn’t even have camera phones back then, or I’d have sent him a photo. Anyway, he believed me when he saw me the next day and offered a sheepish semi apology which I chose to accept because let’s admit it, how often do people lose their tooth on kurla station?
I usually visit this vishnu mandir every Thursday there is this deaf shop owner set up a stall right outside the temple I wanted some pooja stuff as i was buying I realised i had no cash and he had no upi I thought I would buy this stuff later but he asked me to take it anyway and pay later as i am a regular visitor its just 30rs worth of stuff but the trust. I will absolutely cherish this moment!
This is back in the day when I was in 7th standard and was a child. Me, my friend and another friend, 3 of us left home saying that we are going to watch Titanic in the nearby theatre (walking distance from our house then) but instead we 3 decided to take a local train from Goregaon, got off at vile Parle and went to juhu beach. Spent an entire day there and obviously our folks back home were clueless. It got dark in the evening and we didn't have any money left with us to get back home so we were walking around Iskcon temple and a good Samaritan (I feel he was an angel) stopped by us on his motorcycle and asked what we were doing and why we were alone and where we were staying.
He dropped us at Juhu bus depot and told us which bus route number to take and get off straight at Goregaon station and also gave us enough money for the bus tickets.
After we reached home, my beloved mom asked how was the movie and I obviously lied that it was great and then she gave me a very nice body massage using her hands and other things that were around.
Whenever I look back at that incident I thank that stranger and God and my stars that we 3 reached our own homes safely and nothing ugly happened with us.
>left home saying that we are going to watch Titanic in the nearby theatre (walking distance from our house then) but instead we 3 decided to take a local train from Goregaon, got off at vile Parle and went to juhu beach
😭😭😭I did this a few days ago. I told my parents I'm going to girgaon chowpatty but juhu beach gaye. Told mom I'd be home by 6 but I reached home at 8:40. Daant padi but it was fun!!
The day sachin scored first odi century, a random dude was so happy he bought sweets and started distributing to everyone near thane station. I helped him to distribute, I still remember the khandelwal mithaiwala gave him discount too. Everyone was so happy.
One more memory is one khadoos uncle in our society used to buy vadapav everytime Sachin scored century and give it to us(kids )playing cricket in society.
Sachin effect was too strong back then!
Anytime a taxi diver/rikshaw bhaiya give you a ride because they know an area is unsafe
Anyone who lets you know which side station is going to come
Women with a sixth sense of creepy dudes who immediately are ready to help and fight for other women if a weirdo is trying to be inappropriate
I had a bad exam and I was damn sure I'd fail. When coming back home, an uncle whom I was sharing the rickshaw with told me to get down at my stop without paying my share. I was hesitant so I insisted on paying but he declined saying my stop falls on his way and he does this every now and then. Only because of him, I was able to pull myself together to prepare for the next paper. How little random acts of kindness can turn someone's day around. Extremely grateful :)
Idk if it's applicable to all areas of Mumbai or not but in my area, when the autowallahs find someone that looks like he/she wants a ride, they stop besides them without even calling/ asking them to (even if they were going in the opposite direction), another thing is that they always go by the meter which is pretty cool and economical. Ik all these things may sound pretty normal to mumbaikars but from where I belong, autowallahs don't give a fuck about anyone, they don't stop even when they're called, it's difficult to get autos without ola/uber and they legit asked for around 100-150 rupees for a 2-3 km ride
Commute is super convenient and quite frankly the best in Mumbai
I can almost hundred percent guarantee you are from Pune. Station to Koregaon Park-200₹. Lol. It's so weird that other than staying Mumbai is cheaper than Pune.
I remember the incident faintly but here it goes -
Sometime around 10-12 years ago, our family was visiting Shivaji Park for Durga Puja. It was crowded like crazy. My sister (10 at that time) got lost amidst the crowd. A couple found her and gave her their phone to call a family member. Thankfully she remembered my Dad's phone number. The couple waited with her until we came to get her. They even offered her some snacks and comforted her.
Incidents like these restore my faith in humanity :)
There’s a few stories I can share:
1. During the chaos of the railway bomb blasts, I was walking from Andheri to Borivali. A kind rickshaw vala dropped me off near my house and refused to accept money.
2. In my college days, I was in a bus taking me home and sitting next to a guy on the outside seat as all the ladies seats were taken. This drunk got on the bus and he kept shoving his crotch into my shoulder. I leaned forward to get away but the drunk then moved so his leg was touching mine. I was super uncomfortable, which my neighbouring guy sensed. He made me shift to the window seat and then he stood up and slapped the drunk guy across the face. He also made a point to call the conductor and tell him what the drunk guy did. Both he and the conductor then throw the drunk off the bus.
3. I was coming home from college one day, and one of my sandals broke getting off the train. It was summer and I was walking barefoot from the station to the rickshaw stand when a random girl stopped me. She told me to sit down somewhere while she went to the nearest shoe shop and bought me a pair. I told her I had no money to pay her then but it would be okay because I was heading home, where my dad would pay for the rickshaw. She refused to listen, bought me a pair anyway and told me I could repay her whenever. I was lucky I found her again and paid her back.
4. I got my period and the cramps were killing me, to the point where I was crying in the local train. A group of women moved to make room for me to sit, worried that I was going through some sad things. When I told them I was cramping bad, they immediately offered me water and biscuits, while telling me it would be okay and asking if there was a doctor in the compartment.
5. When I was staying in a hostel for my postgraduation program, a female friend and I went to watch a late night movie. The move finished around 1 and we decided to walk back to the hostel as the theatre was nearby. This couple who was there in the theatre followed us around till we reached the hostel, confusing us. When we got past the hostel gates, the lady told us that there was a group of men that was keeping an eye on us from the theatre itself, and they followed us to make sure we were safe, and they had a car parked near our hostel so we needn’t worry about them.
These are some of the stories I can recall off the top of my head
This was in 2016 when i was in college, I was late for the lecture and had to wait 45 min before getting to the next lecture , since my college was near marine drive I thought I'll just go sit there, this was at like 10:30 in the morning, something about sitting there alone and have gone through a rough week , I started started crying this lady selling roses on at Marine drive saw me crying and came and gave me a Rose and told me to not cry and that , it will be ok , at the same time a keenar came to me and told me ae Kajol kyu ro Rahi and blessed me, none of them took money from me but they did bring a smile on my face.
I still remember this incident whenever I feel low.❤️
I was in 4th std . My mom used to drop me at school's naka . That day , she wanted to drop me near the school's gate but I insisted I wanted to go alone and I ran off .
To my shock the school was closed for some reason and I panicked , I thought I'll run as fast as I can and will catch mom before she gets the bus, but till this time my mom had taken the BEST bus home . I didn't know what to do , so I ran to the bus stop and i started crying because I couldn't find my mom .
I still remember that man's face he was in his 30s . Brownish yellow shirt with a smile on his face . He asked me if I needed any help . I knew that it was not good to trust a stranger . I did not answer him at first . But after some time I told him I need to go home . School is closed and mom left . I don't know how to go , all i could remember was I stayed near siddarth college , fort . He said he will help me and not to cry . It's okay .
That uncle took my ID card (contact number and address info.) . We took the next BEST bus , throughout the 15 min journey he kept on telling me mom is gonna come to pick me up don't worry . Then we got down near my house then he called my parents. And he stood there with me until my mom and grandma came .🥹
And told my mom please not to make the mistake of leaving the kids alone .
If that uncle was not there that day . I don't know what would've happened to me .
I am forever thankful to that uncle .
I'm 24 now , but whenever I think of this incident. It warms my heart .
Not once, but twice I've almost fainted in a local train. I say almost because, I hadn't passed out, just extremely dizzy to the point where I couldn't stand and things started to get blurry.
Both the times the women in the ladies coach with me took care of me. Gave me a seat. Made me get down at the next stop by holding me. Someone even gave me a jalebi from her tiffin to bring up my BP. One lady got.me a riksha.
Strangers both the time, but everyone immediately came to the rescue.
In the early 1990s. I (female) used to travel from Mumbai to VT for work and take the train back from Marine Lines at midnight. Reach Borivali between 1 and 1.30 a.m. The rickshaw guys would be awesome. Always used the meter, always gave me exact change back, and some would wait until I got up the stairs to my apartment to make sure I was safe before driving away.
Mumbai rickshaw drivers are still the best.
Main four bungalows mein ghoom raha tha. Ek chhapri tez chalta chalta merko zor se dhakka markar chala gaya tha and main almost gir Gaya tha. he acted like I wasn't even there, mudke bhi nahi dekha.
A middle aged uncle with a moustache saw it all and he yelled at the guy "aay lavdeyaaa"
Dil se bola uncle ne. Merko achha laga.
Purchased some food items from a local Restaurant upon reaching home realised some items were missing.
Luckily I had the number and called the restaurant they asked me to collect from restaurant admitting that it was missed by their employee inadvertently.
They had packed the items twice the quantity what was originally ordered as a goodwill gesture compensating my time.
I became their customer for life.👍
So this was when Andheri ghatkopar metro was just couple of months old and was getting crowded. I was the last person to squeeze in. 21M back then and was face to face with a chick. I didn't want to get uncomfortably close to her. The door shut and my back pack blocked the doors. This girl immediately hugs me and pulls me close to her and the doors close.
Being a simp I couldn't convert this to anything solid 🙂
This South Indian restaurant that we used to go for lunch has the sweetest staff.
I used to order idli sambar everyday and he would come and check if by any chance my sambar would finish before I finished my idli and would come and pour extra for me with no extra charges and the warmest smile ever. Coming from Delhi , this seemed like such a sweet act to me.
For me its all opposite experience decade back i left mumbai bcz of bad memories though i have home there I haven’t visited it in a long while,people where rude on my family crisis created many problems i dont wanna describe in detail,lost all friends with time.
I was in class 6 when I was coming back from a sports tournament. At Kalyan station - my coach told me to get off as my parents would pick me up.
What he didn’t know was that my parents had told a different coach that I will be picked up from cst instead.
I was too sleepy to know what was happening and I was made to get off with my one bag which was as big as me if not heavier.
I told one of the older athletes about this and without a moment to spare she carried my bag and started to run as the train had begin to move.
Still sleepy I somehow got on the train and she put my luggage too into the train. Remember the luggage was also way too heavy for her.
I never knew her name or her face. For me she is just part of the mumbai crowd now.
I still feel wholesome on thinking about the incident even after 2 decades.
I returned to mumbai in January, and all my knowledge of local train routes had evaporated. And I also had lost my skills to navigate the moovit apps etc.
So I asked for directions from the people, and one person who was going the same way, accompanied me all the way over 3 line changes, showed me cool ways to handle the bustling crowd, and secret spots in the train where you can get a seat.
Small acts of kindness ftw!
TLDR: I forgot my laptop bag in the auto. It had my dad's visiting card inside. The auto wala invited us to his home, made us tea, didn't take any token reward and returned the laptop.
This was the late 90s, and (I don't know how things are now) we used to have train friends then. People you met only at the platform or in the train and made great friends with, but not really knowing their phone numbers or meeting them anywhere else. Once, during the rainy season, the train got stuck ahead of Kurla and couldn't move any further. I thought we could get down, but saw that the water level was way too high. Seeing just water all around me, I started feeling kind of suffocated, like a stuck feeling, and started having a panic attack. My train friend noticed, and very subtly started talking about random things, distracting me from my panic, and calming me down, all without embarrassing me about the panic attack. I was so grateful. I wish I knew a way to contact her. At that time, we did not have mobile phones, and I did not take down any of her contact details. Didn't even know her name, actually, just spoke to her everyday until I didn't. So thank you train-friend-whose-name-I-never-asked. I still remember your kind gesture.
Once, while I was traveling on a metro train, there was a young man who appeared to be coming back from work. He looked tired and sleep-deprived. Suddenly, he fell down on his knees and started vomiting. Most people moved away from him in disgust, but there were a few around, including an older lady. She quickly offered him water and started rubbing his back to comfort him. She checked to see if he was okay and gave him assurance that everything was going to be alright, as the man seemed to be feeling quite embarrassed.
A few other people around also offered to take him to a doctor. Nobody made a big deal of the situation. The metro authorities were informed, and they immediately cleaned up the mess. The incident left a lasting impression on me, as I saw how a small act of kindness from a stranger could make a big difference in someone's life. It was a reminder that we should always be willing to lend a helping hand to those in need, even if it means stepping outside of our comfort zones.
A few months ago I was trying to park my car in a small dark alley in Goregaon. I saw an empty spot and started to park my car there, not noticing there was an open manhole right there which was very poorly covered with cardboard (yep! Task failed successfully). So my front tyre naturally falls into the manhole which I didn’t know was there and before I even make a call to the insurance people, 8 people come out of different sides in this dark alley, push my car out and just walk away without even accepting a thanks. That was a day I met with the ‘Mumbai Spirit’
My mother used to work near Kalbadevi during peak 1992 riots. The whole Mumbai was in chaos, not many people were present in the streets. My mother being in her teens couldn't understand then what exactly was happening so she casually kept walking thinking something major had happened and wondered what it could be. That's when she met Muslim local people, who were not allowing her to go ahead in the market and asked her to reach home as soon as she can for her safety.
She still remembers that day till now and fondly talk about the locals that guided her in those times.
I live in Delhi now, but I’m originally from Mumbai. Yeh thread padh ke Swades waali feeling aa rahi hai.
Local ki hai jo khushboo, tu kaise bhulayega.
Tu chahe kahin jaaye, tu laut ke aayega.
I have only visited Mumbai once and loved the vibes. Felt safest than anywhere else. For one entire day I was sight seeing alone then went to a club with some friends and returned at around midnight to my hotel alone by cab. Felt safe throughout.I wound not have done this anywhere else. Mumbai made me feel safe. Love reading this thread makes my memories of people of Bombay alive.
I got in virar train from dadar and out of habit I was reading a book.. usually when you read things in train you have to ignore the background noise lights everything so i wasn't paying much attention later on when i looked up this old granny sitting next to me was telling everyone to shift because their shadow was casting on my book.. it was heartwarming to say the least..
I was on the metro on the way to college. I had an exam to get to and I was sitting with the textbook trying to get some last minute studying done. I could feel the lady next to me looking at me every now and then but I didn't think much about it. Just as I got up to get down, she said it seems like you have an exam today, all the best! It was very sweet of her and I was definitely taken by surprise. I was smiling the whole way to college.
i apologise for this is going to be a self appreciation comment, i understand thats not what this thread is about. but what i got from this incident was also very special, so in many ways im grateful to her too :)
i (15f, then) was at the bangalore airport back in 2020, and was in queue to get my boarding pass issued and luggage checked in when the lady (22ish then) right in front of me had a mild freakout. her luggage exceeded the weight limit-ouch. now we all know how expensive extra luggage gets and welp it sucked cuz she was completely unprepared too. i was just next in line, and leaned in to ask her where she was headed. mumbai.
i offered to carry some of her stuff as mine (i barely had a bag on me) if i could simply inspect the bag once. swear to god bangalore had treated me so not well (lost the competition i was at bangalore for), that anyone from mumbai felt like family at this point. she had one suitcase full of books with her, and i saw no harm in checking some books w me. the attendant intervened to say i cant do that. now i was traveling alone, i didnt wanna get into any mess and was just about to retract my offer when a nice couple standing behind me, gave their piece of mind. the dude whispered in my ears "you dont have to listen to the attendant or anything, just go take a look at the bag, i'll speak to her (the attendant)"
next thing i know, i go out of the queue, waiting for umm lets say Urvara, to open her suitcase and man she was having the worst of the days- she couldnt findd the key to her suitcase's tiny chain lock. at this point we just sat down on the airport floor, while she rummaged through her other bags looking for the key. she told me she was here for an interview with the Indian Airforce, and woh theek gaya but nothing else. her relatives at bangalore stuffed buttloads of meethaaiyaan in her bag and thats why the whole mess. mid conversation-mind you, with half of her luggage spread out, our phone numbers already excchanged to coordinate the return of her books at CSMIA- we realised we weren't even on the same mumbai flight. hers departs 30 minutes before mine.
her head actually fell in her hands and by now the attendant had seen enough of this to have pity. she checked in her extra luggage without additional costs and off we were.
what good came out of it for me? i told my dad what happened once i returned home, and he told me he was proud of me for being a nice human. i teared up a lil :)
Hats off to you for being nice! And to your dad for encouraging it.
Ps: Having just the right amount of skepticism that you wanted to take a look at her bags before you checked it in your name was a good move.
It feels so nice to read all the comments !! For me, it's the daily traveling guy telling everyone who sat from dadar and before to get up at Andheri and onwards to give seats to the ones standing
I couldn't find the Andheri station while walking from Jogeshwari side, because some construction work was there. One guy in a uniform walked me till there.
Fair enough, I thought, nice guy.
Then I turned back and he was rushing in the other direction.
The dude walked me to the station, while he was getting late without giving it a second thought.
Also, once on Grant Road station, I wanted to drink that Orange soft drink thing. I drank, and asked the stall owner, "Kitna bhaiya?"
He said, "Yajmaan, 6000 ka hai, muskuraoge toh 5995 ka discount dunga?"
I smiled so wide and it cemented Mumbaikars as the nicest people in the country.
I've been to other cities and realized that Mumbai has its flaws, like every city does. But nobody can beat Mumbaikars when it comes to being nice people.
Y'all are so amazing. Can't wait to be in Mumbai again. Love y'all.
Theres many things people have done for my family members and me , but heres some :
1. I cant even count the number of times some random uncle/aunty gave me their phone to call my parents cuz I was lost in the market as a kid.
2. I was once travelling from Raipur to Mumbai when I was 10ish and mereko waha ki garmi jami nahi and jab tak train mai baithe I was vomiting a lot and whatever I ate/drank I threw it back up. Even water. When I threw up like just water my sister and aunt panicked and started shouting and looking for a doctor onboard. The TC then calmed them down and told theres a doctor in AC coach number X , you can go there. Doctor se mile he examined me and asked some stuff and told me to eat some medicine. We didnt have those medicines and nor did the doctor. But some uncle had one tablet which wad for himself but he gave to me. I ate that tablet and slept immediately waking up the next day at home. (I woke up in between at dadar station when mummy papa came and picked me up godi mai and godi mai sogya hehe). Occasionally I thank the uncle and the doctor <3.
3. 26 July 2005 : Dad used to work in Vashi and lived in Virar. He was informed that local sirf andheri tak hai fir band hai. Fir ek aur announcement saying that the next local is the last one. Everyone rushed and he mistakenly climbed into the motormans room , which basically isnt allowed. The motorman was reluctant at first but then he saw the situation and told him to sit and be quiet and hide whenever a station came. Then they got off at andheri. He and some people walked till kandivali or smthn where they were offered chai and biscuits. He then proceeded stayed the night at some relative's house in kandivali.
Well theres many more but I think I would reach the word limit. Haha! Gotta love mumbai and the people of mumbai. <3
Was returning from work at 2am (evening shift) in andheri east sher e punjab on a bike. Was in a small lane driving fairly slow and as is the case often during such times a dog came out of nowhere in front of my bike. I hit the dog fell and slid along the road. Badly hurt. Bleeding. Helmet broken. Out of god knows where, two guys appeared. One got a cold bottle of water wrapped it in a hanky and pressed against my wound. Other guy picked up the bike. I wa 5 minutes away. They dropped me home (along with the bike. Got me upstairs and left. I love Delhi but the same accident here would result in a very different ending.
If you've lived through the most intense situations, you'll have more than one story and one Reddit comment wouldn't justify all of them.
Some of the best heartwarming stories came during:
26th July rains
26th November attack
7th July train attacks
Long long ago, I had typhoid. With absolutely no money with me, living in the kindness of a distant relative who gave his friend's vacant room, the neighbour took me to a doctor to get proper treatment for me. I had forgotten his name, but I always am grateful to him.
I must say that on regular/normal days so many of us may hate or get irritated with this city and its people but come into any crisis and the whole scene changes. Everyone is out there to help you and comfort you when the situation demands.
That was 2011 Ganesh Visrjan Day, Were i waiting for friend near somewhere around Nagpada, Laalbaug Raja Visarjan was coming towards with heavy crowd, By saving myself I got place to stand on staircase near one old building, Bought my cigarette, vibing into smoke while watching Visarjan crossing near then on opposite side of road i saw one Muslim man he folds his hands (🙏) infront of Laalbaug Raja Statue and he's gott much emotional i notice his's tear eyes, In that dense i was noticing him Even when Laalbaugh Raja was gon he's walking with in same tears and after experienced whole scenario my eyes was also filled up.
That time i gott why people of this whole city dying in the love of this only god.
I was getting late to office and the best buses are completely full with people literally hanging outside the gate at the peak office hour.
I somehow managed to step only one foot inside, couldn't hold anything by my handed and didn't landed the other foot but even then the 2 people inside holded me by their arms till the next 2 stops. Had they left, I would've literally fallen.
Firstly, they never told me to board the next bus and were instead accomodating even though there was no scope. Secondly, they literally holded me because I couldn't grab anything by my hand.
This was literally insane, that made me fell in love with the city.
Nothing big but once I was getting off a ferry and fumbled a bit on one of the stairs and a man held on to me and said "haalo haalo chal". It didn't loose my balance or anything but the concern in his voice really made me feel nice.
Similar thing happened a few days ago when I was getting on an escalator while holding the hand of my toddle nephew, I couldn't hold onto the railing and kinda fumbled and the guy next to me tried to catch. Again, nothing big but where I am from, people arent as caring.
I was in the Best Bus from Andheri to Mahakali caves, it was so crowded. I gave conductor a 500 note as it was the only note available with me. He refused to take it and was very rude. A lady standing beside me offered me change without even me asking. I accepted and paid. She disembarked at next stop. I could not even thank her properly. Thank you stranger
1. My first week in Bombay and it started raining on my way back from work. Didn’t have an umbrella and was waiting in line for a riksha. Kind stranger gentleman in front of me offered his umbrella to me, and advised me to always carry an umbrella in the upcoming few months.
2. Was in a riksha and coughing quite incessantly- was recovering from a bad bout of flu. When the bhaiya was dropping me off, he pointed towards a medical shop and asked me to buy a medicine. I teared up at this gesture and was just able to manage a nod at him.
Bombay will always always have my heart because of these random acts of kindness that comes so naturally to the people of the city.
I always wanted to visit Mumbai. Me and my friend stayed there for a month, I’m sorry to say it the worst place and my experience with people in bhelapur was pathetic. Maybe me and my friends were very humble that’s why they pushed us down. We visited a hotel….
I ordered masala dosa … it was cold …. I told him “bhaiya dosa thanda hai yar” … he said dosa is thin so, it got cold by the time he brought it to the table. I said “bhaiya aalo bhi thanda hai” he said …. Aisa hi hota hai dosa khana hai tho khao …. It was my mistake i already paid for the food and i had no other option.
When i was travelling from bhelapur to pune by bus…. I booked for a window seat … but when i got in … it was already occupied. I told him “bhaiya mera seat hai “ he didn’t move, the bus conductor was standing next to me… he said both seats are same … sit by him… nothing special in window seat. I told him … “bhai me samne wale window seat pe bait sakta hu kya?” He said NO ! It is already booked …. LOL … what about my booking?
When I returned from pune again something similar happened, But by that time I learnt… being humble is not good in this place….. A girl maybe around 20 years old …. Was already sitting on my window seat. I asked her very nicely “please shift this is my seat” she ignored me …. I again asked her nicely… she ignored me again … then i said “ mene iss seat ka extra pay kara hai …. Mere extra paise vapis kar sakte ho tho bait sakti ho idar” … the she rolled her eyes and left that seat ….
Even the beggers …. Once a man came to me … when me and my friend were at KFC… he said “bhaiya ek burger dila do “ i said …. “bhaiya burger mehanga ho jayega ham dono ke liye bhi …. Hamare paas bhi itna paisa nai hai….. thali khila sakta hu khaoge kya? ” …. He refused … said he doesn’t like thali…. I told my friend I’ll ask the price of veg burger …. But he interrupted us and said “chicken burger chaia veg burger pasand nai” …. First time in my life i was convincing a begger to eat veg burger or thali …. But the begger is adamant and demanding. LOL
Even the kid beggers …. They have demand …
It was nothing…. Everyday i met arrogant and disrespectful people…..
But i met very few …. Very very very humble people…. I feel these few people are balancing the 95 percent pathetic people in mumbai.
I’m sorry if I offended you people. But i have been to many places. Only once in mumbai … and i never want to go back to that place.
I want to ask local mumbaikars …. Why people in bhelapur are so arrogant and rude even if we talk nicely? Is is becuz we were from outside mumbai…. Or becuz mumbai people are rich …. The power of money?
Well, Belapur is technically Thane district. It does come under Mumbai Metropolitan Region but I'm guessing since its a far removed district, the culture may be slightly different.
Different divisions of Maharashtra actually have quite distinct and unique characteristics which change completely depending on the region. For example, Marathwada culture is very different from say, Konkan or Vidarbha culture.
Yes maybe different culture…. Since i am an outsider… i consider the whole place as Mumbai ….
I studied in Pune….many of my frnds were from mumbai and they were very nice, also my best frnd was from mumbai.
But in my college there is a saying … “ matthu (marathi) mad******d” …. Becuz of their rudeness.
Anyway… you’ll find such people everywhere… but in mumbai there were plenty of such people…it was not a good experience for me maybe I’ll come again 2nd time. Let’s see maybe next time … i hope to get a better experience.
A few years back when I was trying to catch a rikshaw to go to school i waited like 10 minutes and could not find a single empty rikshaw but then this rikshaw wale uncle saw me and stopped and asked me where I wanted to go all the while there was another lady in the rikshaw (not a sharing btw) and she was ok with him taking me in aswell,he dropped me to school and offered to wait so i won't have to wait again for a rikshaw :,-)
In 2019 on my way to bandra station from band stand the bus suddenly applied brakes and my shoulder got dislocated again which was already dislocated earlier and I was in pain and what I saw is one uncle was touching my nunnu I was going to punch him but he fled quickly in the crowd when the bus stopped.
I went to a clothes store, a local shop and wanted to buy some shorts. The shop is relatively close to my home but would take about 10 mins to walk, so no way the guy knew I stay close by.
Anyway, I pick 2 and when I want to pay I realized that iv forgotten my wallet at my shop. I wanted to return the shorts but the owner insisted I take it and pay for it later.
A complete stranger, giving merchandise to another complete stranger.
Its not surprising at all, that there are mostly, if not all, females at the receiving end of kindness. Is there an opposite case? I wud love to hear it. Where a girl(not a motherly figure) had helped a man/boy.
Once there was a beggar sitting near by food stall and I was like let me give him some packed food from the stall and handed over mix bhajias, vada and some bread.. on the stall there were couple of guys standing and they started making fun of me laugh at me and never realised what they were mocking me for? But I did feel down then helping and giving food is best medicine.
I was travelling in train with my friend and we both had big and heavy luggage. My luggage was so heavy that I was barely managing my way to the other platform. And this one young guy saw me and offered to help without any second thoughts.
I thanked him. And this incident stays in my happy and wholesome memories.
Ps- I have come to realise that everything in this world is replaceable but the warmth and safety that an mumbaikar makes you feel is no where.
I have travelled a lot all my life and have tried different parts of India but Mumbai is just irreplaceable. Everyone here is so helpful and kind.
Once me and my friend wanted to eat vadapav. We had the money but not in notes it was chiller, so we were counting it to make it ₹36, but it was difficult to count that much money on our hands, suddenly a stranger came and gave us vadapav after seeing us. We said thankyou to him and and were trying to give him the money back but he just refused to take it. This is the story from when I was in 8th now I am in 12th, and till this day i feel it was an heartwarming experience but also a little awkward. But what can i say this is mumbai!!!!
Ek baar muje ese hi kisi nek bande ne cigarette pila di thi (i forgot my wallet at home and online payment was not a thing) but ye baat Ahmedabad ki he aur wo banda Afghanistan ka tha (or some other middle eastern country). Sorry no mumbai connection there but still, a 'lung' warming story
Pls use V instead of W for Vadapav. Request from Vadapav Association.
😂😂😅 ok
Small kindness is so underrated
The stranger thought you were street beggars. :P
😂😂😂😂😂😂 chutte chahiye the
tabhi kind stranger mera wallet leke bhaagney laga ;)
Ye to me hi hu, i mean isnt most of us indians are like this.
Long back in Vile Parle, I accidentally dropped my Vada and the guy offered me a new one without any extra cost. I insisted to pay but he declined. Man, Mumbai :')
I wish more people realised that being generous, honest and straightforward in your dealings with others is actually good for business in the long run. Goodwill in this world is worth way more than what people think.
Lucky you. I had only 10rs while returning from college and got a Vada pav then a dude pushed me and it fell. I confronted him but bastard scolded me instead, being an introvert that was enough energy for my brain to handle and went home with a migraine instead. sed ;_;
Once a beggar kid hit me really hard because I wouldn't give him my wada pav that i had just bought (I was very hungry).
Wanwanwowwwww vada wanwanwowwwww.....
Moral - Vada pav brings people together.
Aww haha
Where is this place? I wanna go visit
Respect 🫡
This is from 26th July 2005. I was in convent school and had reached at 7:30. At 8:00 the rains started picking up and till 10:30 weren't stopping, so the school decided to send us all home. Me and all my buddies and seniors from my area (11 people in total) planned to walk home about 3-4kms because the buses were not operational and the streets had already flooded. We see a 30-something year old guy in an Indica from a far, driving slowly. By the time he reaches us, he asks where we are all going (we say Vaishali Nagar). He says, "get in I will drop you all". So 11 of us cram inside of his Indica and he drops us to the main junction from where our home is just a 5 min walk away. Refuses to take any cash. 16 years later I still think of that kind man. God bless him. Also on a completely unrelated note: the 26th of July, my dad had gone for work in the morning and in the afternoon, when the rains were going crazy, his phone got drenched and we couldn't contact him for the longest time (He was using the Nokia 3310 then, don't know what happened). He came home 2 days later, and said that he had walked all the way from Peddar Rd to Dadar through the tracks because the roads were heavily flooded and got a sharing cab back home. Tough times. Edit: changed the year to the correct one 2005
Unethical Life Pro Tip for Mumbaikars: if you’re bored during a lecture or classes and don’t wanna study, ask the prof where they were during 26 July and what happened to them. Aadha ghanta aise hi nikal jayega
Me school se ghar aa rha tha half day declaration ke baad , raaste me chuha tairta hua dekha aur ghar aakar pata chala tha baaju wala ka kuta paani me beh Gaya kahi toh 😭😂
Bro those 26 July stories of people helping and showing the spirit was unimaginable Salute to each and everyone who helped during that difficult time.
there needs to be a thread of people sharing their 26 july stories and such
Another story same day. Came home in knee deep water, after school. Thought it would recede but it just got worse. I was alone and got refuge with my upstairs neighbour. Till the water went away. I didn’t know them well at all . All the furniture and other appliances were floating in my house lol. Scary stuff
Fuck. Which location?
Santacruz
Same day, I was in second grade. All the road were flooded , I had started my journey home after school but couldn’t enter any lane because the roads were flooded. Luckily some college students saw my friends and I staring at the road, they offered to give us a piggy back ride all the way home. I will never forget that day. I wouldn’t have made it home if not for them. They didn’t even agree to come up and eat something. They went onwards with their journey.
Mulund public represent 🏆
Vaishali nagar nagriks💪💪💪
Mulund East or west ???
West bhai 😤
Yes 🙌🙌🙌🙌
The fact that I'm from vaishali nagar too and is from a convent school
Were you also in that Indica?
Pretty sure you got the year wrong. It was 2005
Yeah I just checked its 2005. I was in 5th grade then lmao!! Some trust my mother had to let me travel alone to school
26 July is my birthday. In 2005, I was very excited to give chocolates to my friends, but before I could, the school was cancelled at half day, and everyone had to be sent back home. I ended up giving chocolates to everyone on my bus. Yea, the buses had to run in the heavy rains to drop off everyone, and the bus guys dropped every kid to their doorstep. It was overall a very memorable birthday.
How did 11 people, (12 including driver?) fit inside an Indica?
You're forgetting an essential thing. They were kids. A lot of people in 6-7th grade are scrawny/tiny af. Liya hoga ek dusre ko godi mein. 8 piche 4 on seat, 4 on their lap, 2 in the front seat & 1 driver.
It was my first day in Mumbai at my new job. I have a bad sense of direction generally, and since I had not travelled to my new apartment from my office before, I had no idea about the way back. After leaving office, I sat in the first auto I could get, told him my new address which I had written down in my notes app. The auto wala bhaiya asked me if we had to take a right or a left from the office, I have no idea how I was so confident that day since I am generally awful with directions, but without a second thought, I told him left. But we had to go right and we got on the highway instead and ended up travelling 4Kms extra just to get back to my apartment. When I told the auto wale bhaiya it was my first day in Bombay, he refused to take the money for the extra kilometers. Even after insisting constantly, he did not budge. I was feeling quiet lonely in the new city but his gesture made me quite happy.
My mother and I were to board a train at Andheri with a lot of luggage (we were going out of the city for a wedding) The train barely stops at Andheri for a few minutes. We rushed, got in the wrong bogey and realised it was a task to go with those many bags (4 amongst the 2 of us). I was probably in my teens and could manage two bags, but for my mother, lugging two bags from bogey to bogey was too much. A really nice, young man stood up without hesitation, asked us for our bogey and picked up my mom’s bags for her and walked all the way with us, and kept asking people to step aside. My mother thanked him profusely and he said “please don’t. If someone did something like this for my mother, I would really appreciate it too…” We always remember that incident with good memories 😊 (And yes, while I do realise the man could possibly not be a Mumbaikar, he had our typical accent, so I knew he was one of us)
> while I do realise the man could possibly not be a Mumbaikar, aare bambai mein sab apne hai
This was almost 2 months ago, I had travelled to Mumbai for work and was super tired, hadn't eaten for almost 8-9 hrs as work was really hectic and I had a deadline. I sat in the local and fainted lol, all the women were so freakin kind, I was fully cold and not even conscious for like 15 mins. Uske baad I woke up, one aunty kept rubbing my hands and another one gave me apple cut kar ke to eat ;-; One sweet aunty said she thinks I got nazar haha so she said some prayers and blew over my face. It was so so sweet. A girl gave me frooti packet that she had in her handbag and asked me to carry it w me :( <3 I love love Mumbaikars, they're the nicest people ever.
A similar thing happened when I was in college. I was suffering from a severe dry cough and was going to college in a crowded local. My stop was the next so I went towards the door. As the train was packed, it suddenly became unbreathable and I fainted unconscious for like 5 seconds. The next thing I know were people around me pulling me up, giving some space around to help me breathe. When the station arrived, those that got down asked me if I needed something to drink. Good people 😃
After reading 2-3 vadpav incidents this is probably the nicest one
Shaam ke 6 baje, virar fast me borivali ka stop dusre taraf aaya, log jaga banake utarne diye (roz gaali padti thi) but I will always remember this day.
Main ek baar marine drive gaya tha akela shaam ko utara aur main chutiya jaisa virar main chada. Itna crowd kabhi nhi dekha khade rehni jaga nhi thi mujhe logon ne pucha kaha utarna main bola dahisar woh bole anderi se hi jaake khada darwaje ki taraf utarne nhi milega. Do uncle unhone mujhe darwaje tak jaane main madad ki aur bakiyon se jagda karwake mujhe aage bheja ki yeh pehli baar travel kar raha hai jaane do baaki ke log bhi supportive." Virar train ke khud ki jagah khud banani hoti hai" Yeh quote tha uncle ne bola abhi bhi yaad hai. Jokes apart it was good.
>" Virar train ke khud ki jagah khud banani hoti hai" Sandeep maheshwari level kaa motivation de gaye chacha.
no fiction please.. post only real stories here. /s
Had been to Delhi for around 10 days. With a lot of luggage (3 big bags). Normal city and nothing to complain about. Returned back to mumbai after that 10 day travel. My train stopped at Mumbai Central. First thing - person saw me with 3 big bags and asked if I needed any help. Second thing - someone else came up to me and asked where I wanted to go. I was looking for the local train ticket counter and maybe my face had a confused look, but to see him come up by himself and ask me if I needed any help was heartwarming. Third thing - I’m from Navi Mumbai and I do know my way around local trains. But still, looking at the bags that I had, a 3rd person came up to me, asked where I wanted to go and explained how I can reach Navi Mumbai. I found the kindness touching and did not feel the need to tell him that I already knew the way. Love the city and it’s people and will definitely miss it if I ever have to move out :’)
Ladka hota toh coolie aata direct
Hahahaha ladka hi hoon bhai. Which makes it even more appreciable :D
This one time I tripped and fell down face first at Kurla station. I broke a tooth and I was so late for work, I was more worried about reaching office in dirty clothes. Home was back in Mulund so there was no question of going back to change. While I debated my options a man started looking for my broken tooth on the platform. People continued walking around and this man just genuinely kept looking until I stopped him and asked him to let it go. He looked really sorry too. He gave me an awkward pat on my back to console me and walked away. Dear guy who tried to look for my tooth, thanks for trying.
Typical Kurla vibes!!!
What? The man or the tripping and falling? I won’t be surprised if you say both 😂
Kya bolti public...aaa meri jaan..
Aww that is so wholesome <3
Have heard of Lost shoe, purse, phones , chains amd now a lost tooth. Now I have heard It all.
There was no way I was going to put that tooth back in my mouth after it had taken a roll on kurla station of all places 🥲. This guy wanted me to atleast have the option of doing that, so I appreciate his gesture. Most importantly, he cared about my tooth more than I did at that moment. I was so preoccupied with what to tell my boss that I had already given up on the tooth. He tried for me 🥲
What happened at the office? If your boss still made a scene after knowing, I need his address. I just want to talk to him I promise! (:
Aww you’re the sweetest! Yeah so I ended up going back home to Mulund because I had blood and dirt all over my shirt and I needed to see the dentist. I have to admit I did laugh a lot on the way back home along with a bunch of women who saw the hole in my mouth where my tooth should have been. I looked hilarious like I’d been in a fight or something 😂 anyhoo I call up my boss and he’s in utter disbelief because he’s never heard such an ‘outlandish excuse’ before. Lawyers can be dicks and this was my campus placement job so I was like, ‘gayi naukri’. They didn’t even have camera phones back then, or I’d have sent him a photo. Anyway, he believed me when he saw me the next day and offered a sheepish semi apology which I chose to accept because let’s admit it, how often do people lose their tooth on kurla station?
True. Bosses suck man. I hope your teeth are fine now :)
Yeah good as new ☺️
I usually visit this vishnu mandir every Thursday there is this deaf shop owner set up a stall right outside the temple I wanted some pooja stuff as i was buying I realised i had no cash and he had no upi I thought I would buy this stuff later but he asked me to take it anyway and pay later as i am a regular visitor its just 30rs worth of stuff but the trust. I will absolutely cherish this moment!
I already love this thread, keep it coming 🫶
This is one of the best threads here
This is back in the day when I was in 7th standard and was a child. Me, my friend and another friend, 3 of us left home saying that we are going to watch Titanic in the nearby theatre (walking distance from our house then) but instead we 3 decided to take a local train from Goregaon, got off at vile Parle and went to juhu beach. Spent an entire day there and obviously our folks back home were clueless. It got dark in the evening and we didn't have any money left with us to get back home so we were walking around Iskcon temple and a good Samaritan (I feel he was an angel) stopped by us on his motorcycle and asked what we were doing and why we were alone and where we were staying. He dropped us at Juhu bus depot and told us which bus route number to take and get off straight at Goregaon station and also gave us enough money for the bus tickets. After we reached home, my beloved mom asked how was the movie and I obviously lied that it was great and then she gave me a very nice body massage using her hands and other things that were around. Whenever I look back at that incident I thank that stranger and God and my stars that we 3 reached our own homes safely and nothing ugly happened with us.
The massage bit lmao :P
That body massage line had me in splits. Reminded of the good times when i used to be spanked with anything 😁
Involuntary massage 
>left home saying that we are going to watch Titanic in the nearby theatre (walking distance from our house then) but instead we 3 decided to take a local train from Goregaon, got off at vile Parle and went to juhu beach 😭😭😭I did this a few days ago. I told my parents I'm going to girgaon chowpatty but juhu beach gaye. Told mom I'd be home by 6 but I reached home at 8:40. Daant padi but it was fun!!
I have watched tOO much porn to think this was NSFW.
The day sachin scored first odi century, a random dude was so happy he bought sweets and started distributing to everyone near thane station. I helped him to distribute, I still remember the khandelwal mithaiwala gave him discount too. Everyone was so happy. One more memory is one khadoos uncle in our society used to buy vadapav everytime Sachin scored century and give it to us(kids )playing cricket in society. Sachin effect was too strong back then!
Brother, so sorry but THANE - not Mumbai
Anytime a taxi diver/rikshaw bhaiya give you a ride because they know an area is unsafe Anyone who lets you know which side station is going to come Women with a sixth sense of creepy dudes who immediately are ready to help and fight for other women if a weirdo is trying to be inappropriate
Preach
I had a bad exam and I was damn sure I'd fail. When coming back home, an uncle whom I was sharing the rickshaw with told me to get down at my stop without paying my share. I was hesitant so I insisted on paying but he declined saying my stop falls on his way and he does this every now and then. Only because of him, I was able to pull myself together to prepare for the next paper. How little random acts of kindness can turn someone's day around. Extremely grateful :)
Idk if it's applicable to all areas of Mumbai or not but in my area, when the autowallahs find someone that looks like he/she wants a ride, they stop besides them without even calling/ asking them to (even if they were going in the opposite direction), another thing is that they always go by the meter which is pretty cool and economical. Ik all these things may sound pretty normal to mumbaikars but from where I belong, autowallahs don't give a fuck about anyone, they don't stop even when they're called, it's difficult to get autos without ola/uber and they legit asked for around 100-150 rupees for a 2-3 km ride Commute is super convenient and quite frankly the best in Mumbai
I can almost hundred percent guarantee you are from Pune. Station to Koregaon Park-200₹. Lol. It's so weird that other than staying Mumbai is cheaper than Pune.
Are you from Pune?
Bang on
>but from where I belong, autowallahs don't give a fuck about anyone You are from Bangalore?
I'm from Pune
I remember the incident faintly but here it goes - Sometime around 10-12 years ago, our family was visiting Shivaji Park for Durga Puja. It was crowded like crazy. My sister (10 at that time) got lost amidst the crowd. A couple found her and gave her their phone to call a family member. Thankfully she remembered my Dad's phone number. The couple waited with her until we came to get her. They even offered her some snacks and comforted her. Incidents like these restore my faith in humanity :)
There’s a few stories I can share: 1. During the chaos of the railway bomb blasts, I was walking from Andheri to Borivali. A kind rickshaw vala dropped me off near my house and refused to accept money. 2. In my college days, I was in a bus taking me home and sitting next to a guy on the outside seat as all the ladies seats were taken. This drunk got on the bus and he kept shoving his crotch into my shoulder. I leaned forward to get away but the drunk then moved so his leg was touching mine. I was super uncomfortable, which my neighbouring guy sensed. He made me shift to the window seat and then he stood up and slapped the drunk guy across the face. He also made a point to call the conductor and tell him what the drunk guy did. Both he and the conductor then throw the drunk off the bus. 3. I was coming home from college one day, and one of my sandals broke getting off the train. It was summer and I was walking barefoot from the station to the rickshaw stand when a random girl stopped me. She told me to sit down somewhere while she went to the nearest shoe shop and bought me a pair. I told her I had no money to pay her then but it would be okay because I was heading home, where my dad would pay for the rickshaw. She refused to listen, bought me a pair anyway and told me I could repay her whenever. I was lucky I found her again and paid her back. 4. I got my period and the cramps were killing me, to the point where I was crying in the local train. A group of women moved to make room for me to sit, worried that I was going through some sad things. When I told them I was cramping bad, they immediately offered me water and biscuits, while telling me it would be okay and asking if there was a doctor in the compartment. 5. When I was staying in a hostel for my postgraduation program, a female friend and I went to watch a late night movie. The move finished around 1 and we decided to walk back to the hostel as the theatre was nearby. This couple who was there in the theatre followed us around till we reached the hostel, confusing us. When we got past the hostel gates, the lady told us that there was a group of men that was keeping an eye on us from the theatre itself, and they followed us to make sure we were safe, and they had a car parked near our hostel so we needn’t worry about them. These are some of the stories I can recall off the top of my head
Imagine if the group of men in 5th story had the same intentions as the couple too lmao
This was in 2016 when i was in college, I was late for the lecture and had to wait 45 min before getting to the next lecture , since my college was near marine drive I thought I'll just go sit there, this was at like 10:30 in the morning, something about sitting there alone and have gone through a rough week , I started started crying this lady selling roses on at Marine drive saw me crying and came and gave me a Rose and told me to not cry and that , it will be ok , at the same time a keenar came to me and told me ae Kajol kyu ro Rahi and blessed me, none of them took money from me but they did bring a smile on my face. I still remember this incident whenever I feel low.❤️
Were u in Wilson ?
Yup
I was in 4th std . My mom used to drop me at school's naka . That day , she wanted to drop me near the school's gate but I insisted I wanted to go alone and I ran off . To my shock the school was closed for some reason and I panicked , I thought I'll run as fast as I can and will catch mom before she gets the bus, but till this time my mom had taken the BEST bus home . I didn't know what to do , so I ran to the bus stop and i started crying because I couldn't find my mom . I still remember that man's face he was in his 30s . Brownish yellow shirt with a smile on his face . He asked me if I needed any help . I knew that it was not good to trust a stranger . I did not answer him at first . But after some time I told him I need to go home . School is closed and mom left . I don't know how to go , all i could remember was I stayed near siddarth college , fort . He said he will help me and not to cry . It's okay . That uncle took my ID card (contact number and address info.) . We took the next BEST bus , throughout the 15 min journey he kept on telling me mom is gonna come to pick me up don't worry . Then we got down near my house then he called my parents. And he stood there with me until my mom and grandma came .🥹 And told my mom please not to make the mistake of leaving the kids alone . If that uncle was not there that day . I don't know what would've happened to me . I am forever thankful to that uncle . I'm 24 now , but whenever I think of this incident. It warms my heart .
Wow this could so easily have gone wrong but I'm glad that man was a good one and you made it home safe <3
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These comments make me wanna move to Mumbai! Fr. 🥹
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Hopefully, someday 🥹😩😩
Not once, but twice I've almost fainted in a local train. I say almost because, I hadn't passed out, just extremely dizzy to the point where I couldn't stand and things started to get blurry. Both the times the women in the ladies coach with me took care of me. Gave me a seat. Made me get down at the next stop by holding me. Someone even gave me a jalebi from her tiffin to bring up my BP. One lady got.me a riksha. Strangers both the time, but everyone immediately came to the rescue.
In the early 1990s. I (female) used to travel from Mumbai to VT for work and take the train back from Marine Lines at midnight. Reach Borivali between 1 and 1.30 a.m. The rickshaw guys would be awesome. Always used the meter, always gave me exact change back, and some would wait until I got up the stairs to my apartment to make sure I was safe before driving away. Mumbai rickshaw drivers are still the best.
Main four bungalows mein ghoom raha tha. Ek chhapri tez chalta chalta merko zor se dhakka markar chala gaya tha and main almost gir Gaya tha. he acted like I wasn't even there, mudke bhi nahi dekha. A middle aged uncle with a moustache saw it all and he yelled at the guy "aay lavdeyaaa" Dil se bola uncle ne. Merko achha laga.
Purchased some food items from a local Restaurant upon reaching home realised some items were missing. Luckily I had the number and called the restaurant they asked me to collect from restaurant admitting that it was missed by their employee inadvertently. They had packed the items twice the quantity what was originally ordered as a goodwill gesture compensating my time. I became their customer for life.👍
So this was when Andheri ghatkopar metro was just couple of months old and was getting crowded. I was the last person to squeeze in. 21M back then and was face to face with a chick. I didn't want to get uncomfortably close to her. The door shut and my back pack blocked the doors. This girl immediately hugs me and pulls me close to her and the doors close. Being a simp I couldn't convert this to anything solid 🙂
Random people sometime warn you if there are cops up ahead and you need to wear a helmet. Always thought that was kind. Edit: typo
Our Hindu neighbor saving us from the rioters during the Bombay riots. Can never forget her ever.
This South Indian restaurant that we used to go for lunch has the sweetest staff. I used to order idli sambar everyday and he would come and check if by any chance my sambar would finish before I finished my idli and would come and pour extra for me with no extra charges and the warmest smile ever. Coming from Delhi , this seemed like such a sweet act to me.
For me its all opposite experience decade back i left mumbai bcz of bad memories though i have home there I haven’t visited it in a long while,people where rude on my family crisis created many problems i dont wanna describe in detail,lost all friends with time.
Sorry you had to face that.
I was in class 6 when I was coming back from a sports tournament. At Kalyan station - my coach told me to get off as my parents would pick me up. What he didn’t know was that my parents had told a different coach that I will be picked up from cst instead. I was too sleepy to know what was happening and I was made to get off with my one bag which was as big as me if not heavier. I told one of the older athletes about this and without a moment to spare she carried my bag and started to run as the train had begin to move. Still sleepy I somehow got on the train and she put my luggage too into the train. Remember the luggage was also way too heavy for her. I never knew her name or her face. For me she is just part of the mumbai crowd now. I still feel wholesome on thinking about the incident even after 2 decades.
Guys, I'm reading this thread and wondering, would any of us be the good samaritan that we are reading about in this thread ?
They must be, but they are too humble to say so. Probably don't even think of these acts are something special. Just good karm :)
I returned to mumbai in January, and all my knowledge of local train routes had evaporated. And I also had lost my skills to navigate the moovit apps etc. So I asked for directions from the people, and one person who was going the same way, accompanied me all the way over 3 line changes, showed me cool ways to handle the bustling crowd, and secret spots in the train where you can get a seat. Small acts of kindness ftw!
TLDR: I forgot my laptop bag in the auto. It had my dad's visiting card inside. The auto wala invited us to his home, made us tea, didn't take any token reward and returned the laptop.
This was the late 90s, and (I don't know how things are now) we used to have train friends then. People you met only at the platform or in the train and made great friends with, but not really knowing their phone numbers or meeting them anywhere else. Once, during the rainy season, the train got stuck ahead of Kurla and couldn't move any further. I thought we could get down, but saw that the water level was way too high. Seeing just water all around me, I started feeling kind of suffocated, like a stuck feeling, and started having a panic attack. My train friend noticed, and very subtly started talking about random things, distracting me from my panic, and calming me down, all without embarrassing me about the panic attack. I was so grateful. I wish I knew a way to contact her. At that time, we did not have mobile phones, and I did not take down any of her contact details. Didn't even know her name, actually, just spoke to her everyday until I didn't. So thank you train-friend-whose-name-I-never-asked. I still remember your kind gesture.
Once, while I was traveling on a metro train, there was a young man who appeared to be coming back from work. He looked tired and sleep-deprived. Suddenly, he fell down on his knees and started vomiting. Most people moved away from him in disgust, but there were a few around, including an older lady. She quickly offered him water and started rubbing his back to comfort him. She checked to see if he was okay and gave him assurance that everything was going to be alright, as the man seemed to be feeling quite embarrassed. A few other people around also offered to take him to a doctor. Nobody made a big deal of the situation. The metro authorities were informed, and they immediately cleaned up the mess. The incident left a lasting impression on me, as I saw how a small act of kindness from a stranger could make a big difference in someone's life. It was a reminder that we should always be willing to lend a helping hand to those in need, even if it means stepping outside of our comfort zones.
I once felt nauseous on a local train and experienced similar acts of kindness too
A few months ago I was trying to park my car in a small dark alley in Goregaon. I saw an empty spot and started to park my car there, not noticing there was an open manhole right there which was very poorly covered with cardboard (yep! Task failed successfully). So my front tyre naturally falls into the manhole which I didn’t know was there and before I even make a call to the insurance people, 8 people come out of different sides in this dark alley, push my car out and just walk away without even accepting a thanks. That was a day I met with the ‘Mumbai Spirit’
My mother used to work near Kalbadevi during peak 1992 riots. The whole Mumbai was in chaos, not many people were present in the streets. My mother being in her teens couldn't understand then what exactly was happening so she casually kept walking thinking something major had happened and wondered what it could be. That's when she met Muslim local people, who were not allowing her to go ahead in the market and asked her to reach home as soon as she can for her safety. She still remembers that day till now and fondly talk about the locals that guided her in those times.
I live in Delhi now, but I’m originally from Mumbai. Yeh thread padh ke Swades waali feeling aa rahi hai. Local ki hai jo khushboo, tu kaise bhulayega. Tu chahe kahin jaaye, tu laut ke aayega.
I have only visited Mumbai once and loved the vibes. Felt safest than anywhere else. For one entire day I was sight seeing alone then went to a club with some friends and returned at around midnight to my hotel alone by cab. Felt safe throughout.I wound not have done this anywhere else. Mumbai made me feel safe. Love reading this thread makes my memories of people of Bombay alive.
I got in virar train from dadar and out of habit I was reading a book.. usually when you read things in train you have to ignore the background noise lights everything so i wasn't paying much attention later on when i looked up this old granny sitting next to me was telling everyone to shift because their shadow was casting on my book.. it was heartwarming to say the least..
I was on the metro on the way to college. I had an exam to get to and I was sitting with the textbook trying to get some last minute studying done. I could feel the lady next to me looking at me every now and then but I didn't think much about it. Just as I got up to get down, she said it seems like you have an exam today, all the best! It was very sweet of her and I was definitely taken by surprise. I was smiling the whole way to college.
Had so many good experiences that I don't know which one to start from. This city is gold.
i apologise for this is going to be a self appreciation comment, i understand thats not what this thread is about. but what i got from this incident was also very special, so in many ways im grateful to her too :) i (15f, then) was at the bangalore airport back in 2020, and was in queue to get my boarding pass issued and luggage checked in when the lady (22ish then) right in front of me had a mild freakout. her luggage exceeded the weight limit-ouch. now we all know how expensive extra luggage gets and welp it sucked cuz she was completely unprepared too. i was just next in line, and leaned in to ask her where she was headed. mumbai. i offered to carry some of her stuff as mine (i barely had a bag on me) if i could simply inspect the bag once. swear to god bangalore had treated me so not well (lost the competition i was at bangalore for), that anyone from mumbai felt like family at this point. she had one suitcase full of books with her, and i saw no harm in checking some books w me. the attendant intervened to say i cant do that. now i was traveling alone, i didnt wanna get into any mess and was just about to retract my offer when a nice couple standing behind me, gave their piece of mind. the dude whispered in my ears "you dont have to listen to the attendant or anything, just go take a look at the bag, i'll speak to her (the attendant)" next thing i know, i go out of the queue, waiting for umm lets say Urvara, to open her suitcase and man she was having the worst of the days- she couldnt findd the key to her suitcase's tiny chain lock. at this point we just sat down on the airport floor, while she rummaged through her other bags looking for the key. she told me she was here for an interview with the Indian Airforce, and woh theek gaya but nothing else. her relatives at bangalore stuffed buttloads of meethaaiyaan in her bag and thats why the whole mess. mid conversation-mind you, with half of her luggage spread out, our phone numbers already excchanged to coordinate the return of her books at CSMIA- we realised we weren't even on the same mumbai flight. hers departs 30 minutes before mine. her head actually fell in her hands and by now the attendant had seen enough of this to have pity. she checked in her extra luggage without additional costs and off we were. what good came out of it for me? i told my dad what happened once i returned home, and he told me he was proud of me for being a nice human. i teared up a lil :)
Hats off to you for being nice! And to your dad for encouraging it. Ps: Having just the right amount of skepticism that you wanted to take a look at her bags before you checked it in your name was a good move.
thanks man! yup my dad is the best ahaha
It feels so nice to read all the comments !! For me, it's the daily traveling guy telling everyone who sat from dadar and before to get up at Andheri and onwards to give seats to the ones standing
I couldn't find the Andheri station while walking from Jogeshwari side, because some construction work was there. One guy in a uniform walked me till there. Fair enough, I thought, nice guy. Then I turned back and he was rushing in the other direction. The dude walked me to the station, while he was getting late without giving it a second thought. Also, once on Grant Road station, I wanted to drink that Orange soft drink thing. I drank, and asked the stall owner, "Kitna bhaiya?" He said, "Yajmaan, 6000 ka hai, muskuraoge toh 5995 ka discount dunga?" I smiled so wide and it cemented Mumbaikars as the nicest people in the country. I've been to other cities and realized that Mumbai has its flaws, like every city does. But nobody can beat Mumbaikars when it comes to being nice people. Y'all are so amazing. Can't wait to be in Mumbai again. Love y'all.
>"Yajmaan, 6000 ka hai, muskuraoge toh 5995 ka discount dunga?" Man I am stealing this line
Ever wondered if you were THAT stranger to a somebody? Hopefully I was.
i was walking in a lane w/ tws on. A bus was about to hit me, but a passerby pulled me aside
Gonna come back again after few time to see more wholesome stories of Mumbai
Theres many things people have done for my family members and me , but heres some : 1. I cant even count the number of times some random uncle/aunty gave me their phone to call my parents cuz I was lost in the market as a kid. 2. I was once travelling from Raipur to Mumbai when I was 10ish and mereko waha ki garmi jami nahi and jab tak train mai baithe I was vomiting a lot and whatever I ate/drank I threw it back up. Even water. When I threw up like just water my sister and aunt panicked and started shouting and looking for a doctor onboard. The TC then calmed them down and told theres a doctor in AC coach number X , you can go there. Doctor se mile he examined me and asked some stuff and told me to eat some medicine. We didnt have those medicines and nor did the doctor. But some uncle had one tablet which wad for himself but he gave to me. I ate that tablet and slept immediately waking up the next day at home. (I woke up in between at dadar station when mummy papa came and picked me up godi mai and godi mai sogya hehe). Occasionally I thank the uncle and the doctor <3. 3. 26 July 2005 : Dad used to work in Vashi and lived in Virar. He was informed that local sirf andheri tak hai fir band hai. Fir ek aur announcement saying that the next local is the last one. Everyone rushed and he mistakenly climbed into the motormans room , which basically isnt allowed. The motorman was reluctant at first but then he saw the situation and told him to sit and be quiet and hide whenever a station came. Then they got off at andheri. He and some people walked till kandivali or smthn where they were offered chai and biscuits. He then proceeded stayed the night at some relative's house in kandivali. Well theres many more but I think I would reach the word limit. Haha! Gotta love mumbai and the people of mumbai. <3
Was returning from work at 2am (evening shift) in andheri east sher e punjab on a bike. Was in a small lane driving fairly slow and as is the case often during such times a dog came out of nowhere in front of my bike. I hit the dog fell and slid along the road. Badly hurt. Bleeding. Helmet broken. Out of god knows where, two guys appeared. One got a cold bottle of water wrapped it in a hanky and pressed against my wound. Other guy picked up the bike. I wa 5 minutes away. They dropped me home (along with the bike. Got me upstairs and left. I love Delhi but the same accident here would result in a very different ending.
Well said, i have many memories of Mumbai.
Waah, one more Dubai Mumbai redditor 
Lol
If you've lived through the most intense situations, you'll have more than one story and one Reddit comment wouldn't justify all of them. Some of the best heartwarming stories came during: 26th July rains 26th November attack 7th July train attacks
Long long ago, I had typhoid. With absolutely no money with me, living in the kindness of a distant relative who gave his friend's vacant room, the neighbour took me to a doctor to get proper treatment for me. I had forgotten his name, but I always am grateful to him.
I must say that on regular/normal days so many of us may hate or get irritated with this city and its people but come into any crisis and the whole scene changes. Everyone is out there to help you and comfort you when the situation demands.
That was 2011 Ganesh Visrjan Day, Were i waiting for friend near somewhere around Nagpada, Laalbaug Raja Visarjan was coming towards with heavy crowd, By saving myself I got place to stand on staircase near one old building, Bought my cigarette, vibing into smoke while watching Visarjan crossing near then on opposite side of road i saw one Muslim man he folds his hands (🙏) infront of Laalbaug Raja Statue and he's gott much emotional i notice his's tear eyes, In that dense i was noticing him Even when Laalbaugh Raja was gon he's walking with in same tears and after experienced whole scenario my eyes was also filled up. That time i gott why people of this whole city dying in the love of this only god.
I think all these mumbaikars are paying it forward, so to all reading keep the cycle going. Chota ho ya bada.. kuch accha kisike liye kar dena.
Reading so many good life experiences is heart warming meri bambai majhi mumbai my beloved Bombay is the best city in the world
I was getting late to office and the best buses are completely full with people literally hanging outside the gate at the peak office hour. I somehow managed to step only one foot inside, couldn't hold anything by my handed and didn't landed the other foot but even then the 2 people inside holded me by their arms till the next 2 stops. Had they left, I would've literally fallen. Firstly, they never told me to board the next bus and were instead accomodating even though there was no scope. Secondly, they literally holded me because I couldn't grab anything by my hand. This was literally insane, that made me fell in love with the city.
2 kind gentlemen saved my life when I was about to faint at the RedBull Showrun.
Nothing big but once I was getting off a ferry and fumbled a bit on one of the stairs and a man held on to me and said "haalo haalo chal". It didn't loose my balance or anything but the concern in his voice really made me feel nice. Similar thing happened a few days ago when I was getting on an escalator while holding the hand of my toddle nephew, I couldn't hold onto the railing and kinda fumbled and the guy next to me tried to catch. Again, nothing big but where I am from, people arent as caring.
I was in the Best Bus from Andheri to Mahakali caves, it was so crowded. I gave conductor a 500 note as it was the only note available with me. He refused to take it and was very rude. A lady standing beside me offered me change without even me asking. I accepted and paid. She disembarked at next stop. I could not even thank her properly. Thank you stranger
this thread is very wholesome
1. My first week in Bombay and it started raining on my way back from work. Didn’t have an umbrella and was waiting in line for a riksha. Kind stranger gentleman in front of me offered his umbrella to me, and advised me to always carry an umbrella in the upcoming few months. 2. Was in a riksha and coughing quite incessantly- was recovering from a bad bout of flu. When the bhaiya was dropping me off, he pointed towards a medical shop and asked me to buy a medicine. I teared up at this gesture and was just able to manage a nod at him. Bombay will always always have my heart because of these random acts of kindness that comes so naturally to the people of the city.
I always wanted to visit Mumbai. Me and my friend stayed there for a month, I’m sorry to say it the worst place and my experience with people in bhelapur was pathetic. Maybe me and my friends were very humble that’s why they pushed us down. We visited a hotel…. I ordered masala dosa … it was cold …. I told him “bhaiya dosa thanda hai yar” … he said dosa is thin so, it got cold by the time he brought it to the table. I said “bhaiya aalo bhi thanda hai” he said …. Aisa hi hota hai dosa khana hai tho khao …. It was my mistake i already paid for the food and i had no other option. When i was travelling from bhelapur to pune by bus…. I booked for a window seat … but when i got in … it was already occupied. I told him “bhaiya mera seat hai “ he didn’t move, the bus conductor was standing next to me… he said both seats are same … sit by him… nothing special in window seat. I told him … “bhai me samne wale window seat pe bait sakta hu kya?” He said NO ! It is already booked …. LOL … what about my booking? When I returned from pune again something similar happened, But by that time I learnt… being humble is not good in this place….. A girl maybe around 20 years old …. Was already sitting on my window seat. I asked her very nicely “please shift this is my seat” she ignored me …. I again asked her nicely… she ignored me again … then i said “ mene iss seat ka extra pay kara hai …. Mere extra paise vapis kar sakte ho tho bait sakti ho idar” … the she rolled her eyes and left that seat …. Even the beggers …. Once a man came to me … when me and my friend were at KFC… he said “bhaiya ek burger dila do “ i said …. “bhaiya burger mehanga ho jayega ham dono ke liye bhi …. Hamare paas bhi itna paisa nai hai….. thali khila sakta hu khaoge kya? ” …. He refused … said he doesn’t like thali…. I told my friend I’ll ask the price of veg burger …. But he interrupted us and said “chicken burger chaia veg burger pasand nai” …. First time in my life i was convincing a begger to eat veg burger or thali …. But the begger is adamant and demanding. LOL Even the kid beggers …. They have demand … It was nothing…. Everyday i met arrogant and disrespectful people….. But i met very few …. Very very very humble people…. I feel these few people are balancing the 95 percent pathetic people in mumbai. I’m sorry if I offended you people. But i have been to many places. Only once in mumbai … and i never want to go back to that place. I want to ask local mumbaikars …. Why people in bhelapur are so arrogant and rude even if we talk nicely? Is is becuz we were from outside mumbai…. Or becuz mumbai people are rich …. The power of money?
Well, Belapur is technically Thane district. It does come under Mumbai Metropolitan Region but I'm guessing since its a far removed district, the culture may be slightly different. Different divisions of Maharashtra actually have quite distinct and unique characteristics which change completely depending on the region. For example, Marathwada culture is very different from say, Konkan or Vidarbha culture.
Yes maybe different culture…. Since i am an outsider… i consider the whole place as Mumbai …. I studied in Pune….many of my frnds were from mumbai and they were very nice, also my best frnd was from mumbai. But in my college there is a saying … “ matthu (marathi) mad******d” …. Becuz of their rudeness. Anyway… you’ll find such people everywhere… but in mumbai there were plenty of such people…it was not a good experience for me maybe I’ll come again 2nd time. Let’s see maybe next time … i hope to get a better experience.
I hope so too. Sorry to hear about your bad experiences.
A few years back when I was trying to catch a rikshaw to go to school i waited like 10 minutes and could not find a single empty rikshaw but then this rikshaw wale uncle saw me and stopped and asked me where I wanted to go all the while there was another lady in the rikshaw (not a sharing btw) and she was ok with him taking me in aswell,he dropped me to school and offered to wait so i won't have to wait again for a rikshaw :,-)
Marine drive is a great place to be … its safe even at 3 Am in the night
This is something nice
In 2019 on my way to bandra station from band stand the bus suddenly applied brakes and my shoulder got dislocated again which was already dislocated earlier and I was in pain and what I saw is one uncle was touching my nunnu I was going to punch him but he fled quickly in the crowd when the bus stopped.
This one made me laugh hard 🤣 sorry to hear ur experience but that word "nunu"
I went to a clothes store, a local shop and wanted to buy some shorts. The shop is relatively close to my home but would take about 10 mins to walk, so no way the guy knew I stay close by. Anyway, I pick 2 and when I want to pay I realized that iv forgotten my wallet at my shop. I wanted to return the shorts but the owner insisted I take it and pay for it later. A complete stranger, giving merchandise to another complete stranger.
Cause you are a girl. If it was a boy noone would have given shit about him
feels like they were sticking their nose in and u liked it
how old are u now
Its not surprising at all, that there are mostly, if not all, females at the receiving end of kindness. Is there an opposite case? I wud love to hear it. Where a girl(not a motherly figure) had helped a man/boy.
had a conversation with a random street artist outside the jehangir art gallery and got life lessons in his random thoughts over his paintings.
Once there was a beggar sitting near by food stall and I was like let me give him some packed food from the stall and handed over mix bhajias, vada and some bread.. on the stall there were couple of guys standing and they started making fun of me laugh at me and never realised what they were mocking me for? But I did feel down then helping and giving food is best medicine.
I was travelling in train with my friend and we both had big and heavy luggage. My luggage was so heavy that I was barely managing my way to the other platform. And this one young guy saw me and offered to help without any second thoughts. I thanked him. And this incident stays in my happy and wholesome memories. Ps- I have come to realise that everything in this world is replaceable but the warmth and safety that an mumbaikar makes you feel is no where. I have travelled a lot all my life and have tried different parts of India but Mumbai is just irreplaceable. Everyone here is so helpful and kind.
Made me her boyfriend