The Half-Baked Marijuana Legalisation March & Mumbai’s Missing Stoners

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The Half-Baked Marijuana Legalisation March & Mumbai’s Missing Stoners

Illustration: Sushant Ahire/Arré

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ight years ago, outside a rather liberal Mumbai college, a diverse set of art majors, and a few delinquent science kids, were showing Jackie Shroff how to properly get high. The group had it all — a ringleader who sourced maal from different parts of the world, the cronies who hung around for a hit in exchange for their individuality, future content writers and organic farmers, and the pretty stoner girls, who may as well be the urban equivalent of the black rhinoceros.

Every day this odd group would discuss, in a haze of smoke enveloping the hundreds of bunked philosophy classes, the medical benefits of marijuana, the creativity it injected in them, the fact that was superior to alcohol or crocin or whatever else their great aunt took for joint pain. They quoted Hyde from That 70s Show, were avid readers of Hunter S Thompson and Tom Wolfe, and identified with the Woodstock generation for its politics and emphasis on freedom of thought. This was a bunch of hippies, stuck in the bodies of millennials.

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