Memories of the Bandra fair clog my memory,
of the one week celebration held in honour of the birthday of Mother Mary.
Roads jam packed with hawkers selling different kinds of wares
from name on rice to t- shirts to fake Gucci Glares.
Mount Carmel Church also has their own September Garden now known as Carmelmela,
with giant wheel, roller coaster rides and Dhin chak music for all Bandra and non Bandra girlies and "Buggas".
People screeching from baskets high up on the giant wheel,
and foodies enjoying a variety of Goan, Mangalorean or East Indian meals.
Candy floss and hot popcorn, a super combination,
and " Khaas" BEST buses plying tirelessly from Bandstand to Bandra station.
Long whipping canes bought by parents to discipline disobedient kids,
I'm sure yours and mine did too!
and toy drums of different sizes painted red, yellow and blue.
Piggy banks in the shape of 'matkas' made from clay,
and kids blowing horns, eve teasers whistling or purposefully blocking your way.
Mount Mary steps filled with sellers selling Buddhi ka Baal, Aam Papad, garma garma black skinned channas,
and also stone hard soan halwa, sticky Bombay halwa and asli banana chips straight from Kerala.
Traffic jams, incessant car honking, noise reaching new decibel levels,
are all part of the fun and frolic of this chaotic Bandra fair
making the whole experience indeed very enjoyable.
Yes, I pity the residents who have to put up with this mindless horn blowing and bedlam,
luckily it's only a seven day celebration and harmless mayhem.
But Mayhem or madness, the Bandra fair is indeed unforgettable for me,
Though far away, it still brings back nostalgic memories of delightful times,
spent with great friends and family.
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