Yes, where is it?
Is it in the quaint little narrow lanes of Bandra or painted colorfully on the walls of Mahim? Is it blasting out of the radio channels or is it talking to you via the moody rains? Is it hanging out with the pretentious 'cool' janta of the suburbs or in the struggling mangroves around the sea? Has it hidden itself in all the old money houses in the town or in the vast expanse of fields on the outskirts? Is it in the cobbled pavements of the old lanes of Sion or in the swanky new cement roads of BKC? Does it reside in the artsy corners of Kalaghoda or the impoverished nukads of Dharavi?
Does it hang out in the up market classy food and cafe joints or have a blast on those raasta chap joints? Is it there while you walk by the quiet promenade of Marine drive or is it with voracious Worli Sea Face? Does it travel in the cute little rickety black and yellow rickshaws/taxis/Mumbai locals or does it plow around in the likes of Jaguars or even Santros? Does Pizza hut feature on its favorite list or maybe Theobroma?
What does it listen to and where? Does it enjoy Jazz while sipping white wine or head bang in the some underground rock metal gig? Does it like to watch plays at the Pritvi Cafe or go for Bolly movies at Galaxy theatre? Does it like raste ka maal saste mein daaru from Janta or does it stick to its Blue Label at the Presidency? Does it paint and sell on the roads of town or in the up town art galleries with red wine and crackers? Does it like to sip its coffee at the Madras Cafe or savor the new brew at Taj? Has it written poems while admiring the peace at town amphitheater or sweat it out on outskirt treks?
Honestly, I don't know. I see Mumbai in everyone who lives here. Everyone from the beggar on the road to the richest Indian staying in Bombay. I find Mumbai in the food, clothes, attitude and language of all the millions staying here. I see it in the tough yet free life here.