The Queen's necklace in Mumbai
Taking off from the airport in Mumbai, I look down. I am weightless as the plane soars and I sink into the seat. Looking down, I gasp. Underneath the pitch black sky, the city of Mumbai is glowing. A slow retinue of lorries and trucks is lining up on the roads. They look like molten lava as they slowly inch through traffic, flickering. Slowly, these haphazard lights make a pattern. Streetlights maze their way through the darkness and make fantastic constellations. But the sight I will remember the most is of Marine Drive. The vast Arabian Sea is shrouded in darkness but the lights on Marine Drive twinkle merrily.
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