
It's a poem. It's a story. It's many stories strung into one. All morbid and dark. With tragic ends and injustice. Stories about the unfairness of life. The greed and cruelty of men. Stories you hear all the time. It talks about religion and politics, rapists and molestors, drugs, dreams and death, the land mafia and the protesting tribals, apathy and decay, the stench of Mumbai, its ugly face or...