With great reluctance I could have the kids leave the park. But it was not that we could spend our whole day there. As a trip organizer for my family I had to be the one to regulate the time spent at one location so that we are not late elsewhere. It was not because I was generally very punctual at all times but more because I did not want my family to miss on any of the fun that I had planned for them. The drive to the Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus Mumbai took us some time and it may seem odd that we were driving to take the train back to the hotel but I needed to do this for the kids to show them the importance of the local commute and to experience the local trains here at Mumbai.
This terminus is a UNESCO World Heritage site and looked like an amalgamation of Victorian- gothic architecture and Mughal styles. The entrance seemed very impressive with figures of lion and tiger symbolic of the two countries – the Great Britain and India. But it was not one of those places where you could stand and look around to notice the details. The terminus was packed with people, all with hurried gait to make the journey either back to their homes or wherever they needed to go. For us tourists, it may be a landmark to visit but for the local gentry it was an inseparable part of their lives.
We took our tickets back to Dadar where our hotel was and took our places in the crowded train. However, I noticed how these trains were the lifeline for a local Mumbai resident. We reached our station in relative silence. The sights and sounds of the train and the station were occupying our minds. I had made sure that the car was outside the station to take us back to the hotel. Luxuries in life were important but it was also important once in a while to see how all strata of people travelled and the Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus Mumbai made us experience just that. The next day I would take kids and Sangeeta to the Jehangir Art Gallery, Mumbai.