"Do you know once an old lady fell down in the station. No one bothered to help her."
This is one common story, I have heard from many people when they talk about the fast-paced life of Mumbai. Sometimes they even claim that the person who witnessed the above mentioned inhumane act was a close friend. A secret question had always occurred to me, what was your friend doing when he saw that old lady falling down?
Very often we judge a city without even knowing about the its people. After all, gossiping is more fun when the tale has a bad ending than a good one, isn't it?
Here is the journey of a blind man which may change your perspective about Mumbai:
Faith in humanity restored, yet?