“There’s a lot of people going up and down that escalator,” remarked the elderly bald man next to me on the seat outside the supermarket. “The same guy with a drink has been going around and around numerous times. He’s gone now. Maybe he finished his drink?”
The man was making conversation with me and it forced me to take notice of him.
Recently, a friend of mine was exploring Mumbai when she unexpectedly discovered a magnificent mural. Located in Colaba, on the main road just past Sassoon Dock, it was painted by members of the Fearless Collective.
As I approach 10 years of living in India, I’ve been reflecting on my journey and what it’s entailed. Starting off in Kolkata and ending in Mumbai, it’s been a roller coaster of extraordinary experiences, discovery and self-discovery, frustration, transformation, and ultimately success. Here are some of the important things I’ve learned along the way.
Living in India is frequently a noisy affair, due to the multitude of festivals and weddings that call for loud bands and street processions.