A reference for mr.gibson

The most excruciatingly painful movie i have ever seen on screen was "the passion of the christ". The movie was so detailed that even a nail was dug into jin caviezal's feet and it was evened out.That was one scene i can never forget, and that was non-fiction.

I hav recently read maximum city and cant help but feel that if mel gibson ever wants to obliterate himself he can make a scene by scene depiction of maximum city, and believe me mr.gibson its worth it and to top it all, its non-fiction.
Writing on a city like mumbai can be very dicey considering the fact that it needs to include everything-shiv sena,underworld,bar dancers,eunuchs,cross dressers,politicians,vada pav,chawl,bomb blasts,encounter specialists and of course BOLLYWOOD- and suketu manages quite well to do that. The only grouse for a mumbaikar may be that the siddhivinayak temple did not even get a mention. And of course sachin tendulkar also does not find any mention.

Had he kept fictitious names it would hav vitiated the book but suketu mehta had the gumption to write about everyone right from bal thackeray to the D-company to the encounter specialists to the machinations occuring in the bollywood to the plight of bar dancers. And he manages to do that with an undercurrent of subtle humour.After the book got released the author lost a good friend like vidhu vinod chopra but its still worth it. After all dont u remember the famous baazigar lines : "zindagi main kuch paane ke liye kuch khona padta hai aur haar kar jeetne wale ko baazigar kehte hai". Suketu is a true baazigar.

This book is a must read for all mumbaites who may be quarantined from the murky things of mumbai and even more must watch for non mumbaiites because its simply unbelievable that so many things can happen in one city whose population is more than the continent of australia. This one is easily the best non-fictional book an indian has ever written . May your breed grow suketu.

Be4 signing off 4 lines on mumbai from taxi no.9211 sung by the inimitable bappida

lakh lakh log roj aake bas jaate aate hai
is shehar se dil laga ke phas jaate hai
sone ki raahon main sone ko jagah nahi
shola hai ya hai bijuriya dil ki badariya mumbai nagariya