Ujally wen I come to see you, in SoBo, I have to take one rickshaw, change tree trains, and take one bus — Today morrning, I tought, why not avail of dis pride of your Sout Mumbai — de Coastal Road”

Illustration/Uday Mohite

Lobo Lobo, my cable TV technician called me on FaceTime.“Lobo Lobo hello, what’s happened … you just left my house, all well?”“No D-D-Dikuna men, I’m n-n-n-n-not,” he said, his teeth chattering.“Why are your teeth chattering?” I asked perplexed.“Okay men, I was heading back to my Virar… Ujally wen I come to see you, in SoBo, I have to take one rickshaw, change tree trains, and take one bus — Today morrning, I tought, why not avail of dis pride of your Sout Mumbai — de Coastal Road”“Must have saved you time?”

“Arrey Dikuna men, let me retell you wot wot experiences I had on my way home. As you know I tooked out my old Ambassador, I have an old 60s model — my grandad Lancelot Lourdes Lobo’s car it is, wid no top — ohohoho how we used to drive........

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