Waiting at Bandra, I was accosted by a long haired youth selling maps. I bought one. Like everyone I met in Mumbai, he began telling me his story. He was from Rajasthan and had been in the city for 9 months. He earned Rs. 5-10 for each map he sold, on most days he did not sell a single map. His time in Mumbai had been a failure. His bearing, the long hair hinted at another occupation - poet? actor? - but I am being fanciful. I wanted to speak to him, quiz him on the maps, but was swept in by our desultory and decidedly more boring wedding party.
He may still be loitering around Shoppers Stop not selling maps. If you see him, buy one.
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