One whirlwind to Dilli...
and so much to digest (after taking care of the indigestion, of course). Just as there are multiple Mumbais (a new version gets born every day), there are diverse and countless Delhis. Both cities struggle to make sense of the concentric circles that never meet.
If in Mumbai, the main divide is between the rich versus the poor, in Delhi is power versus power. Poseurs thrive in such environments. But even the most dedicated poseurs from both cities look and act differently.
The Delhi ones are more obvious. They stick out in a crowd of hundred. The Mumbai ones are more deceptive and merge with whichever social set they wish to slither their way into.
I vastly prefer the brash Dilliwallas to Mumbai’s crowd. Being obvious, upfront and out there is not considered crass conduct in Delhi -- a city that has bred ace hustlers for centuries. In Mumbai, hustling happens big time, it is just done with slightly more elan.
Both cities are obsessed with one another. The main difference is the Dilliwallas’ Bollywood fixation. In Mumbai, we take our mega stars for granted -- treat them more like with flashier cars.
Nobody gets overawed, in a crazy city like Mumbai, it is understood that fame comes with a sell-by date. If only Dilliwallas felt that way about the politicians! Power works on the same principle. The puffed-up of today becomes a forgotten nobody the moment he/she loses the coveted position.
The sharpened knives are permanently out in both cities. Frie.
