Goodnight Mumbai, My City Self
Mumbai defines me and in my being, I add to the millions that define this 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.
Mumbai defines me and in my being, I add to the millions that define this city.
If you were a place, where would you be?
We buy into the myth of the cold cruelty of cities. Yet, we only find our loves & friendships in strangers.
Eye contact. All the things it holds.
She says the city doesn’t look quite real to her. So many people. Nobody knows anyone else.
Do you remember your last kiss? Everyone remembers their first. But kisses lose significance as we get older.
I spotted this tree at the junction of a rapidly disappearing Mumbai and the greedy new city emerging in its place.
It was respite from the morning’s fight, a common occurrence in the horror story I lived in. It didn’t feel right.
The 60s talked of free love. Millennials say fuck-buddies or if they want to be nice, friends-with-benefits. How do we navigate our many lovers?
The hardest thing to let go of, is what you thought the future was going to be.