big city blues
I have never been to Essel World. But then I travel everyday by the locals.
If you want to be hit by life I suggest you stand at the centre of the big, yellow bridge at Dadar station.
A consistently growing crowd will walk towards you here, with a menacing look. The intent is to gleefully bulldoze anyone who may be in the way. This is when you turn and run to save your sorry existence.
Mobs also threatens to walk over you at Thane (my sweet village). Only here the commuters are not as vibrant or filled with joie de vivre. It may seem instead, that a thousand problems are approaching you, dressed as people. I think the dementor concept was born on the author’s trip to where I’m at.
A side thought- if the Roy family named their son Joy, he’d be called Joy Roy. I like names that rhyme.