Short observations from Mumbai. The small strange details of Indian life that don't translate, but make sense the second you see them.
An old man crosses Marine Drive on a green light. Nobody honks. Then the herd. Then the insight — this is game theory in action, and it shouldn't work, but it does.
On the bais, drivers, and live-in staff who run middle-class Indian homes. The NRI guilt, the real economic circuit flowing back to UP and Bihar, and the moment you stop making your own chai.