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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 [...]
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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 [...]
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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 [...]
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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 [...]
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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 [...]
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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 [...]
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The story so fair
PART I Age 5 – 12:
Got lost in the fair, yes just like in the movies. Much drama involving my mother, her sari, getting lost, police chowky in supari talao, being found an hour later. The reunion involved a [...]
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Pa Pa Re Pum
It’s that time of year when the masses make it into Bandra for a little pa pa ra pum, choris pav and tora tora (not necessarily in that order). Here’s a heads up into what you should be doing this Bandra Fair:
Make sure you do a refreshers [...]
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Never far from a helping hand
Lately there has been a kind of awakening to the fact that our quality of life in Bandra is fast declining. The media has been hounding us old timers of Bandra trying to get an idea of what things were like ‘back then’.
The thing that I [...]
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