Bombay- Mumbai?- No, Bombay.
Bombay. Where to start and where to end on the city of dreams.. Wait, for me, it was the city of chaos. And I think in that chaos, it is easier for people to lose themselves and their worries.; not leave them behind but lose them. People are so busy getting through the minute that they barely get a second to spare for what the bigger picture is. And then somewhere, gradually, in that chaos, one step at a time, clarity strikes of its own accord. Just one step at a time. And in that chaos, every moment of peace becomes all the more prized, all the more personal, all the more yours. When I think of Bombay, three things strike me, the crowd, be it the traffic or the locals where everyone is the same, just stuck; then there is marine drive, where there is peace and quiet and a walk which I never want should end; then there is the third high end of life, eating out, shopping, all of that: distant somehow. The one that I prize most is probably Marine drive. I have been to mari...