Showing posts with label megapolis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label megapolis. Show all posts

the paradox of development - bringing in water to a city with its own immense water catchment and watershed - at Thane, north of Mumbai, Maharashtra

The city of Mumbai and its adjoining suburbs are no longer a metropolis. It is now a megapolis. The two divisions of Mumbai district, and the 18++ cities north of the district, in Thane and Raigad districts are one of the world's largest urban conglomerations. Perhaps, it is the world's largest ever in terms of population density, total population and ground area coverage. Moreover, this is also the world's fastest growing urban area, with buildings growing taller and small mini-cities becoming more intensely dense. Some buildings have about 12-15 floors of parking, before one can reach the apartments. 

Thane, Kalyan-Dombivili and Ulhasnagar are, to use the cliche, choc-a-bloc, next to each other. One pavement belongs to one city, while the other pavement of the same road belongs to the other. These suburban areas, now major cities on their own right, have hill ranges around them, and within them. This is something that Mumbai does not have adequately. The entire water for Mumbai comes from dams in the Western Ghats beyond Thane city and along the Thane-Pune-Nashik ridges. But, if one would have planned right, and understood the drainage patterns and aquifer strength of the hills and watershed within Thane and Kalyan areas, the sustainable strength of these hills would have been clearly known. 

Today, one can actually see huge pipelines transporting water past the suburbs of Thane and the outskirts of Kalyan, with huge housing colonies in the shadow of some of the best water catchment and storage potential areas. Thus, it is the rural and forest communities elsewhere who have to discard their rights over their forest lands in order to store water for the new and rapid growth of urban clusters of Mumbai and Thane. Remember, all well meaning activists and residents of Mumbai who get worked up over the destruction of environment - every single apartment building and institution in the megapolis survives by drowning the Sahyadri forests and slopes. Every single one. 


monsoon darkness at noon in July - view from Nariman Point, Mumbai

It was hard to believe that Mumbai could witness a night sky at noon. This was so, in July 2016 at Nariman Point, with the most splendid and energetic monsoon lashing the megapolis. The skyline that one could see out at Hanging Gardens and Chowpatty across the bay from Nariman Point was magical. There seemed to be thousands of Mumbaikars (or Mumbaites, as also known) assembled all along the Queen's Necklace or Marine Drive, all the way from Nariman Point to Chowpatty Beach. 

The waves seemed to suddenly grow out of the sea and jump out of the sky and on to the roads and drench the people. At least two or three spots had the waves lashing the vehicles speeding by. 3-4 boats were lashed out in the middle of the bay and a lone house crow was flying about, without landing anywhere. 

I watched it moving about, flying over the stormy seas, and was reminded of Jonathan Livingston Seagull. Only Mumbai and its monsoon could pump in enough energy and madness and initiative for a lone house crow to go out into the angry monsoon winds and rain and over the sea and keep flying about, showing its strength. This lone crow seemed to say that Mumbai would always be resilient and brave any threat.