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.
Mumbai says welcome in many languages. There’s one place where you can taste them all. Vileparle says welcome home.
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.
I grew up in a big, bad metro city. I grew up in one of its oldest villages. The journey from Marol gaon to where I am today is as winding as Andheri Kurla road. The text of ‘Big City Girl – Marol Memoirs‘ can be viewed here.
This tiny station doesn’t feature in most Mumbai narratives but Mahim is full of the rich, unspoken connections that make this city.
FLAMINGOS is the story of two realities (flight & bondage) juxtaposed in a corner of Mumbai’s forgotten history.