Desi consumption will hold ground, because non-rich still want to spend.
South Mumbai has lately started to feel a little – backward, so to speak, because the traffic moves. Jokes apart, last weekend, crossing Colaba Causeway, to get to a dinner, felt like the good old days. Long queues outside pubs, people out on the streets, buying or haggling, and cars, barely moving.
It felt incongruous considering it is this very crowd that woke up reading or scrolling through headlines, about a global war, threatening to shut down our kitchens, and burn down the optimism of policymakers taking credit for the Indian economy. An economy that has lumbered up its ungainly weight on global rankings. I wondered if everyone had already told themselves, “There is not much time left to live, let’s get that sushi.”
It felt incongruous considering it is this very crowd that woke up reading or scrolling through headlines, about a global war, threatening to shut down our kitchens, and burn down the optimism of policymakers taking credit for the Indian economy. An economy that has lumbered up its ungainly weight on global rankings. I wondered if everyone had already told themselves, “There is not much time left to live, let’s get that sushi.”