One of the things I love about Bombay… or maybe I should say Bombayites or Mumbaikers or I don’t know… is that almost every window ledge you see will have some type of plant on it. Bougainvillea, aloe, tulsi… planted in everything from humble terracotta planters to old plastic drums repurposed into plant holders. They hang from balcony ceilings, sit precariously on the edge of sills and grow in to and out of cracks in chawls. In a city so bereft of greenery (well, atleast here in my corner of it) it’s something that makes me ridiculously happy. It’s one of my favourite things to do… sit in the car and watch the plants go by.