I close my eyes to the poorness..

31/1-2009
I close my eyes to the poorness and is having a great Mojhito at a fancy yard-bar with lots of green palms and with a star view together with Jennie, Hitesh and Vikram. It's Saturday night and Hitesh and Vikram are holding a kind of monologic dialogue about how they first started their company. After I put the question in the air about how they started, they just can't be stopped. They're bubbling and sparkling about telling us the story about how they chased their entrepreneurship dream around whole Asia it seems to me. India, Malaysia and Hong Kong. It all started with the tsunami but that's an other story. After Vikram has taken his last suck on the water pipe and the silence breaks in I realize these guys are really capable of anything. I'm speechless.

I love going back through the streets of south Mumbai with the black car. Hitesh, Jennie, Vikram and me are joking and giggling, speaking Swedish, English and Hindi. We're singing songs. Jennie sings beautifully "Känn ingen sorg för mig Göteborg".

To all my dear friends in Stockholm, Minsk, Trondheim, Nairobi, Paris, Los Angeles, London, Malmö and Szczecin (I might have forgotten some cities): Mumbai is very nice to me. But I miss YOU a lot.