Eight first-person monologues, each in the voice of one man born in 1957 — a Goan flight attendant who wanted, once, to play the trumpet; an IIT-trained telecom engineer who has lived his whole life within fifteen kilometres of the room in which he was born; a general practitioner who knows his neighbourhood by its diseases the way a priest knows it by its sins; the surgeon who is his brother; a Parsi lawyer who has watched his city change its name without an act of parliament; a Bombay stockbroker who survived 1992 and will not be drawn on the question of how; a Konkani merchant navy captain who has crossed the equator eleven times and arrived, at last, at no harbour; and the committee man at the Catholic Gymkhana who has spent his life perfecting the etiquette of a small room.
Eight first-person monologues, each in the voice of one man born in 1957 — a Goan flight attendant who wanted, once, to play the trumpet; an IIT-trained telecom engineer who has lived his whole life within fifteen kilometres of the room in which he was born; a general practitioner who knows his neighbourhood by its diseases the way a priest knows it by its sins; the surgeon who is his brother; a Parsi lawyer who has watched his city change its name without an act of parliament; a Bombay stockbroker who survived 1992 and will not be drawn on the question of how; a Konkani merchant navy captain who has crossed the equator eleven times and arrived, at last, at no harbour; and the committee man at the Catholic Gymkhana who has spent his life perfecting the etiquette of a small room.
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