I have a fascination with bridges. Actually, strike that. I have a fascination travelling across a bridge over the water. There is something very calming, very soothing about it.It dates back to my college days in Bombay. When I travelled for over an hour each way to and from college. The way back especially is vivid. I remember standing near the train doors (if I didn’t have a window seat) while crossing the bridge just before my stop. I think the bridge symbolised homecoming after a long and tiring day. Somehow, in those 3 to 5 minutes over the bridge, I was transported to a magical place. One that didn’t seem anywhere similar to the noisy, polluted and smelly Bombay I had been travelling through for almost an hour.

For about 4 years after coming to Australia, I had no bridges to cross unless it was a visit to Cronulla beach via Alfords Point Bridge or once when I visited a friend in Mosman and therefore travelled across the Sydney Harbour Bridge.

And then I moved.

Almost a couple of years ago (August 2009) to an area in Sydney which I fell in love with the first time I visited. And since then, every day to and from work, I cross a bridge (Not the Sydney Harbour bridge!). The view is breathtaking. I notice how I instantly relax upon reaching the bridge on the way back home. Home is what it signifies. No matter how hard a day I have had, no matter how crazy the traffic has been, no matter how tired I am, my spirits are instantly lifted as I drive across the bridge. I do take in the views as well and thank my stars almost every day for the lovely area I live in. For how fortunate I am.

I couldn’t find any images with the sun setting but honestly, it’s gorgeous. There have been times when I’ve just wanted to pull over and take photos. Unfortunately though, we can’t stop on the bridge! Someday soon, I will take my lazy arse up there to click some pictures of my own.

I do find it funny and interesting at the same time at just how bridges seem to play a big role in my life. They signify connections. To home. Wherever that may be for me at any given stage in my life.

Until next time,


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  • Prateek Bagri
    8 May 2011 at 2:12 pm

    My friend is into architect and he has more fetish for bridges than buildings. Obsessed lad. 😛

  • Magali
    8 May 2011 at 3:47 pm

    Bridges are beautiful… You should drive through Bandra Worli sea link when you come down here! It’s really long & lovely. 🙂

  • Jake George
    8 May 2011 at 7:51 pm

    used to travel by train to meet up with cousins for the summer vacations … and always loved it when the train was on a bridge over green paddy fields or a river. ..but at the same time a lil creeped out too cuz the train would keep rattling like it was gonna fall apart at any moment 🙂 …

  • Kim
    9 May 2011 at 12:17 am

    You are so lucky! Love those views!

  • Psych Babbler
    9 May 2011 at 1:56 am

    Bridges can be fascinating architecturally as well I’m sure… 🙂

  • Psych Babbler
    9 May 2011 at 1:57 am

    I think it was open the last time I came to Bombay but can’t remember if I
    went on it…I doubt given that there was no reason to go that way…

  • Psych Babbler
    9 May 2011 at 1:58 am

    Hehe…that’s Indian trains though…the rattling! The long distance ones I
    think were a lot more unsettling than the day-to-day ones in Bombay. At
    least that’s my thinking and I only travelled on long distance trains a few

  • Psych Babbler
    9 May 2011 at 1:59 am

    I know Kim! I thank my stars almost every day! 🙂

  • Little Finger
    9 May 2011 at 5:31 am

    Oh waw pictures are too good..Loved the view 🙂

  • soulmate
    9 May 2011 at 6:24 am

    Bridge over troubled waters… :-))
    I love the bridges too specially if its over water. I specially want to travel in the train which takes you to Rameshwaram and crosses the sea. The bridge is really really low. All you can see is vast sea till the point you can see..

    Its a wonderful feeling to connect a bridge to your homecoming, just like in your case.

  • bikram
    9 May 2011 at 1:28 pm

    wowow loved the pictures .. I was in sydney so we did climb the bridge , its awesome .. and when I was driving to gold coast i am sure we crossed over a few bridges .. australia is beautiful …


  • Corinne Rodrigues
    9 May 2011 at 2:47 pm

    We’ll need to psycho analyse why you feel this way 😉 You need to visit Mumbai again and go over the sea link – you’ll love it. Wishing you many happy crossings!

  • Titaxy
    9 May 2011 at 3:34 pm

    bridges are fascinating, aren’t they? 😀 those views re just amazing!

  • Fleur Vid
    9 May 2011 at 7:13 pm

    What beautiful sights to enjoy on your daily commute.. 🙂 Beautiful pics!!

  • Psych Babbler
    10 May 2011 at 11:33 pm

    I love it too every day! 🙂

  • Psych Babbler
    10 May 2011 at 11:34 pm

    Hehe…that’s a good one — bridge over troubled waters!

    Do take pictures if you travel on that train to Rameshwaram…that would be

  • Psych Babbler
    10 May 2011 at 11:34 pm

    Haven’t done the Harbour bridge climb yet Bikram. But yes, I agree Aus is
    beautfiul. 🙂 And yes, I’m biased! 😀

  • Psych Babbler
    10 May 2011 at 11:35 pm

    Haha! I wonder what Freud would say! (Not that I give two hoots about
    psychoanalysis!) Will see if my travels this time to Bombay take me over the
    sea link…

  • Psych Babbler
    10 May 2011 at 11:36 pm

    They are! I still remember the first time I went over the Harbour Bridge by
    train here…was like a child and so excited! 😀 Now I have another bridge
    and wonderful views every day…

  • Psych Babbler
    10 May 2011 at 11:37 pm

    Welcome here Fleur! And yes, I am grateful for what I get to view every
    single day… 🙂

  • Prajakta Pradhan
    11 May 2011 at 12:00 pm

    Was very surprised to read this post, especially to know that someone else too was so much affected by bridges. Here’s something that I had written about bridges in Pune:

  • Psych Babbler
    12 May 2011 at 1:17 am

    Yep…looks like there are other people fascinated by bridges as well. Will
    hop over now to check out your post!

  • Reema
    24 May 2011 at 10:08 am

    every person has that something which represents “home has arrived” to them. when I travel..I feel the same joy when I see the railway station of my city.

  • Psych Babbler
    25 May 2011 at 12:03 am

    It’s all different for different people, isn’t it? Generally based on our
    experiences and our memories of course… 🙂

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