A change of place and heart

Celebrating Lonvaas

Going the distance

The N.R.B. (Non-Residential Bandraite)

A Plan to make Bandra perfect

I face a problem of plenty of choice but nothing to eat. There are days when I stand outside Gold’s Gym and contemplate if I want to eat at Thai Ban, Papa Pancho, Mia Cucina or Basilico. Once I decide on a cuisine, I go in but [...]

My Bandra is quiet a morning place

Let’s get this straight. I’m not a morning person. I’m only seen before noon if I have a blood test scheduled or if I’m stumbling home after a night out, conscious of how wonderfully dissolute I must seem.
There is just one other occasion when I have enjoyed [...]

I wanted to vote Catholic

I do not see myself as prejudiced, though it is possible that others see my actions that way.
For 10 years, my apartment in Bandra has always been in Catholic buildings, in Catholic neighbourhoods that have been maintained with a discipline that is not to [...]

Eating around in Bandra

Ever since I was old enough to eat out, I’ve been a Bandra regular. My dependency started out small, at the Chinese guy outside National’s, but has grown rapidly – as have I – into something uncontrollable. Ask me for directions and I’ll use restaurants [...]

Bandra: My 2 foot tall P.O.V.

I close my eyes and I know where I am. My nose in the morning breathes the sun rising in the salt of the sea and drying fish and the sweat of the sleepy walkers, church going old aunty scents of talcum powder and moth balls, the [...]

My Day in Court

I found myself at Bandra Court one hot Wednesday afternoon, feeling somewhat anxious. The Cheese Junglee Sandwich from Candies. Definitely a bit funky.
I sat at a wooden bench on the first floor awaiting my shifty-eyed lawyer Joshi. To my right, seated at a table below a slowly [...]