An Ode to Mumbai

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Gully boy – An ode to Mumbai.

Crazy, crowded, messy, maddening, Maximum city Mumbai!

I don’t call Bombay my hometown, not because it isn’t home but because it is not a town. It was and is, a bustling, bristling, bursting-at-the-seams megapolis. Full of people and their stories. Stories of hardship and effort, of trying to make a living and make a mark.

Gully boy is an unusual movie about Mumbai, without sweeping views of the Marine Drive, students attending St. Xavier’s college or pigeons fluttering at the Gateway of India. It doesn’t show the glamour of lavish weddings or the grunge of the sidewalks.

Gully boy tells the story of a street, about a boy who finds his voice through rap. Like the movie’s anthem song, Apna time ayega, it is time to tell stories. All stories. Not just the convenient ones.

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