Mumbai is an ugly city. Before you send me to jail for sedition or whatever it is the stupid kids are snorting this week, let me clarify. Mumbai happens to be a very pretty place, but we keep trying to build things on it. We paved paradise and put up a Shiv Sagar. Inside a skywalk.

On a mall. In Antilla. Mumbai is like your bedroom; there’s a lot of cool stuff in it but every time we run out of space, we just put other stuff on top of the old stuff. And then one day it rains and everybody in your bedroom dies.