7:30 p.m. in bus no. 422, on way to Mulund from Bandra
Sun has set long ago. Streelights prick the sky, cars block each other, autorickshaws block cars, shops are brilliantly lit, hawkers yell, crowds shop and eat and eat and shop, etc. etc.
On the road, I see a guy playfully put a Santa cap on the head of the girl who’s with him. Christmas! That’s when I realize it’s December – the month when it is supposed to be cold.
But everyone around me is perspiring buckets, hoping for a little bit of cool air – at 7:30 p.m. in December in Mumbai.
Then we reach Khar and two guys and a girl walk in. All of them are wearing polo necks…in Mumbai in December at 7:30 p.m.
Like the moral of some story went – hope is one thing, faith…quite another.