About
Mumbai, a city so dense, so chaotic, and so beautifully broken that even Google Maps gives up halfway through Andheri, with a final message, “Aage kisiko poonch lena.”1
This site isn’t here to guide you gently through the city’s charms. It’s here to slap you awake with a few truths about Mumbai:
– The traffic here has sent the best of drivers to therapy.
– Sab mile hue hain
– And the rain? It’s a yearly test from God to separate the boys from the men.
Who This is For
- Mumbaikars too tired to laugh, but too proud to leave
- NRIs looking for nostalgia but without the humidity
- Foreigners who think they’re ready (you’re not)
- You, if you have ever wondered, “Is it just me or is it this city?”
Your Survival Starter Pack
- Why Mumbai Rickshaw Drivers Say ‘No’ First
- How to Find a Maid in Mumbai
- How to Get Into Bollywood
- What to Eat in Mumbai (and What Will Betray Your Stomach at 2AM)
Like What You Read?
This site was built on street food, sarcasm and poor financial planning. If you laughed, winced, or accidentally learned something, consider buying me a cutting chai or grabbing the full book on Amazon.
- Find someone brave/foolish enough to give you the rest of the directions. ↩︎