Bombay or the Wicked City
November 25, 2008
If there is one word that describes Bombay for me it is: wicked.
I can’t help it, whenever I am there I feel like I am sourrounded by mischief. And the weird thing is…I love it!
Maybe it’s got to do with my reading on Bombay: “Shantaram” (Gregory David Roberts), “Maximum City” (Suketu Mehta) and “Sacred Games” (Vikram Chandra) don’t exactly depict Bombay as a very…tranquil, honest city. It is all about dons and deals and dancing girls.
This is how I looked at the city yesterday: through the lens of these books, exhilarated by such potential wickedness.
I am now in Hong Kong for a few days. My day in Bombay was mad enough for me to entertain you with it until I get back to India…hopefully.
Excuse me now, I am literally collapsing with exhaustion, better stop now before I start sleep-writing!
