Ab Ki Baar, BJP Se No Pyaar


Ab Ki Baar, BJP Se No Pyaar

Illustration: Sushant Ahire


rowing up as a Gujju-Maharashtrian in Mumbai, my childhood was a constant struggle between dhokla and misal pav. Over the years, though, I’ve begun identifying more as Gujju based solely on the fact that there’s just so damn many of us. The old adage of finding a Gujarati virtually anywhere on Earth is not an exaggeration: I even met a sweet, fafda-selling couple in the middle of Flanders, Belgium.

As most urban Gujaratis will attest, our extended families are usually large enough to populate a small hamlet. They usually live by the three Ms: Modi, Money, and Mithai (not specifically in that order).