The Safest City: Mumbai 26/11 Terror Attacks
In 2008, the city that raised me became a battlefield. This is my story of Mumbai during the 26/11 terror attacks. Through the eyes of one of its citizens.
City
Cityscapes, city sights, urban communities, metropolis life, city dweller identity, focussed on Mumbai with an occasional mention of Delhi, Bangalore and other cities I’ve been in.
Mining Joy On A Joyride: Mumbai Metro Aqua Line 3
Mumbai’s first underground metro, Line 3 or the Aqua Line opened with a route from Aarey to BKC. I took a joyride to see my city change.
How We Talk About Violence: The Bengaluru PG Murder
A Bengaluru murder reveals deeper issues of gender violence, victim-blaming & cultural conflicts. We need to reconsider how we think about violence.
Thank God: Ramjanambhoomi-Babri Masjid & Bombay Riots
Religion met politics in a thunderclap of violence & my city burnt. It was never the same again. I was never the same again. Thank God.
Christmas In My 40s: Navigating Yuletide In A Desi Identity
Christmas is complex for me. It’s a journey through painful nostalgia, colonised history, the morality of forgivness & questioning where I really belong.
Dissociation On A Train To Dadar
I took a train journey after over 5 years. It simultaneously felt like a new experience & an old pleasant ache that showed up. Is this what dissociation is?
A Time-Traveler’s Guide To Bangalore: Millennial Angst In IT City
I made an impromptu visit to my first-love city, Bangalore. How does it feel to date a former lover after two decades? Nostalgia, fear & thrills all in one.
Not An Easy City To Love: Mumbai Floods
On 26 Jul’05, Mumbai experienced unprecedented rain – the heaviest in 100 years. This is my story of survival. It is also a love story.
A Mumbai Kind Of Welcome: Vileparle Variety
Mumbai says welcome in many languages. There’s one place where you can taste them all. Vileparle says welcome home.
Big City Girl: Marol Memoirs
The joke goes that people from anywhere else in the city need a visa to enter Andheri. The Marol of my past was another world.