“Being born in Mumbai, I inherited the syntax of its distinct vocabulary. The undulant range of people as vibrant as the thrum of the Arabian Sea, smells of mogra, gulab, and champa from Dadar market, and songs of fisherman as Marine Drive gleams with the first light of dawning.” CityMumbaiCreative NonfictionTopographyArabian SeaMarine DriveDadar Author:Sneha Subramanian Kanta