One agent was uber aggressive and showed me a 12 m2 flat with one bed. A girl was standing there and the agent said, “You’ll sleep in the bed with this girl, and the owner sleeps on the couch with her daughter out there” (and she pointed to the living room). The kitchen was dark, dirty, oily, complete with cockroaches. That place was half my salary. I said, “Thanks, we can stop the tour now….” Another equally priced place was a single room, about 12 m2 or 70 sq ft (I think), with a corridor with a tiny kitchen and a toilet. There were two huge piles of dirt sitting on the floor when we walked in due to “construction” (they were putting in a Western toilet). I just wish I'd taken pics. It was unbelievable.
So after these experiences I sought out two PG (Paid Guest) accommodation prospects in two nicer neighbourhoods: Breach Candy and Colaba. Each of those flats would have cost me about 70% of my earnings, and although they were nicer I couldn’t imagine spending so much for a place that I would probably spend so little time, plus pay the agent one month’s rent for finding something mediocre.
Finally, I found a place on craigslist in Mahim, which is a 20-min train ride to central station, and right near the Mahim train station. It’s really safe and bright, with a nice balcony and a small garden in the centre of what everyone calls “the society.” One flatmate is from
I did have to clean the bathroom, including a collection of multi-colored mold, to the shock of one of my office mates....here people hire maids to do "dirty work." Actually we had hired a maid but she refused to clean the bathroom. But since I'm not above it (yet) I scrubbed until the toilet and tiles became closer to the white shade that they should be.
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My Affairs with Indian Food and Textiles
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