Bombay is a city with a pulse and a heartbeat, and provides a backdrop for an incredible variety of experiences. Despite the unimaginable spectrum of wealth, access and opportunity in this city, emotions like anxiety, love, loneliness and lostness apply equally and wonderfully to everyone. That is what I find beautiful about Bombay.
This blog is about beauty, even when it wears a coat of ugliness, and wonder and food, in Bombay and in the rest of the world.
A grey rain blanket over concrete. The hum of the 135 bus. Everyone bundled in sweaters, faces down. Phone fixation. My toes are wet, cold. 13 hours ago