If you live in Mumbai, you will need to live with malls. They make me numb. Actually, they make me feel tired. Shopping feels like such a burden and I’m never sure how everyone does it.
If you lacked in spatial perception in Mumbai, you would likely be concussed frequently. People forget personal spaces in Mumbai, even in malls.
In Mumbai, you’ll find pop-up food stalls on every corner. I just found a large one around the block from where I live. A bunch of women with tables set up with big drums of food. What they were serving looked delicious. Must try.
Mumbai is also full of restaurants that you wouldn’t know existed until you suddenly realized that you had been ignoring them for a while. Today, I found two new restaurants to want to try. Maybe even Jay will like it.
In Mumbai, people like me still read books and cherish them. Milan Kundera’s style in The Unbearable Lightness of Being is slowly becoming interesting. Meanwhile, The Fall of the Hyperion rages on. What a book!
The obesity pandemic runs rampant in Mumbai, especially around malls. I found the cause for it. They must feel the need for something sweet to dampen their sadness and regret. Just like I feel right now.