...Mumbai state of mind
So much commerce, so much hankering after constructing a life. All good, huh? Where is the time for subtlety, nuance, dialogue? Mumbai is culturally dead. I don’t mean art events and film festivals — there are plenty of those. But try and initiate conversation with the person next to you in the local train and you’d sooner drop dead. Literate people, supposedly educated people, smartly dressed people, perfect-accent people — in any other city, such would hold their own in a conversation about art and politics. Mumbai? Here we are cutely clueless. Or, ponderously pigheaded. Take your pick!