A phone rings in Delhi. An emotion dials from Bombay. Delhi has a history of a couple of thousand years; Bombay is humble at 150. Yet, Bombay stands out like a man in a group of queers, and has all the variety that makes it the face of the modern Indian civilization.
Delhi is home to a girl, but her womanhood has the scent of Bombay. The boy walks on the byways of Bombay with a certain authority, listens to music endemic to the city, and hunts for a rhythm composed in Delhi.
Today, Bombay has everything that the boy boasts about but not the music of Delhi.
