Lower Parel, a little city in its own. As I drive through the narrow bridges of this part of the city, I see tall glass towers touching the skyline. It is considered to be an elite area of Bombay but that what is noticeable to me are shallow souls walking along the lanes. Being a traveller to this part of bombay I’m myself very familiar with the little spaces and corners here. I notice people walking with their identity hanging around their neck and typical checked shirts in the colors of blue, black and white talking on phones about graphs and statistics. I see no color here. Life in lower panel looks very grey to me.