Breathless — just like Shankar Mahadevan’s song — is what this book left me feeling. Just like Mumbai makes us feel most of the time. Ministry of Hurt Sentiments by Altaf Tyrewala celebrates the dystopia that is modern-day Mumbai, the blurb reads.

‘Thank god for Monday mornings’, the book begins talking to you, ‘Andheri is dotted with hills of filth and crushed plastic’, the verses go on to remind you about the journey from a one-room-kitchen that you shared with your joint family, to the brand new two bedroom flat ‘on the eight-floor of a thirty-floor tower’ constructed on ‘a land reclaimed from a miffed sea’.