Search for a stretch of road

Its a tale of three cities, one that I left for the another, another that I left the former for. Its a tale of the open roads that I ran on and those I try to find.

Addicted to a daily dose of workouts, either racquet games or a casual run, I despise an evening when I can do none. Here I am, and its been a week since I could find a place to shed those extra calories. To start with it was Hyderabad my home for an year at ISB (altogether my fourth year in the city), I can't recollect the days when I was unkind to myself i.e. binge and still no workout. Even few hours before I was to be awarded my MBA degree I was at the ISB gym, doing my last few miles on the treadmill before I left the campus as a student. 

I then moved to Gurgaon, a city that has transformed from being my beloved to one I utterly dislike (for others it has tranformed from being a sleepy town to the Millenium city). I always found that my umpteen choices for the evening workout shrank drastically when in Gurgaon. My evening run, that I love on an open road rather than a tread mill was hard to come by. For Gurgaon roads have potholes bigger than man holes and dust that continuosly blows into your face. Short of an alternative, I grew habitual to these conditions and even started loving the 4-5 km evening stroll or jog, in anticipation that soon I will be moving out from here to a place which has, if not many but few better options. All these hopes were to be shortlived. I moved to Mumbai recently and have been putting up at a hotel. The location -Mumbai airport, yeah I walk down to the terminal almost everyday without fail. In the past one week I have religiously put on my jogging shoes and went on long strolls in search of a road or at least a patch, that is not clogged by traffic or parked cars. One of these days I walked the entire stretch from Vile Parle (E) to Santa Cruz (E) doing so, the outcome- there ain't such thing as a an empty road in Mumbai.

I have lived six good years of my life in Mumbai, but in a campus that is so very unlike Mumbai (barring the last one in the city). Still seven years later as I return to the city I once loved, I am finding it difficult to fall in love once again, for the search for a stretch of road is taking its own sweet time...