Mumbai nightlife is getting very exciting. I have always said the two best things about this city are the nightlife and Bollywood. And it is being proved true yet again.

This weekend India’s first ice bar opens up in Oshiwara, Andheri west, Mumbai, opposite the Mega Mall. Read more

I must let everyone know about a 48 minute documentary film called Terror in Mumbai, made by a British company Quicksilver for Dispatches, a Channel Four programme. Although it was screened on Channel Four in the UK, it has never been screened in India. Read more

Everyone knows the difference between a good and a bad party.

But few of us know how to make a party good - as a host. Now that it’s party time in Mumbai and the ‘season’ has begun, there are plenty of parties to attend. But how can we make sure the ones we hold are good? Read more

I take back a comment I made on a previous blog stating Mumbai lacked high arts. There are some high arts in Mumbai, I have discovered, as I happened to go and see the Symphony Orchestra of India (SOI) perform. Read more

It has been an interesting few days on the nightlife front in Mumbai. Last week I attended an amateur bartending course at Il Terazzo, Juhu. This is a new night started by BestofBombay.com to teach people the art of cocktail making. Read more

After spotting differences between the people loitering at Heathrow airport and those in Mumbai, (the peroxided hair and scowls on faces at Heathrow vs natural hair and energy of Mumbaikers) I have decided there are remarkable similarities between village life in the UK and in India. Read more

I had one of those rare electric moments this week when I felt completely serene and relaxed, all my worries dissipated and Mumbai was the most beautiful city in the world.

I do not experience these moments: Read more

I was working in the office on Sunday when a journalist telephoned a contact and said in a loud voice: “I don’t want to call him on a Sunday, as I know he has a life and a family, unlike us journalists, who don’t….so….” Read more

I went to see a play on Sunday about the clash between new and old India. The play portrayed new India as college graduates aspiring to be like the west.

They were typified by the English-speaking ones working in call centres, not only adopting American names and accents, but also learning pole dancing, losing their virginity and the women wearing strapless tops and boob tubes. Read more

No longer does my social life in Mumbai consist of: Page 3 parties at which  my outfits and make-up are dwarfed by rich socialites Dropping into bars at which nothing happens and the same expats are propped there Drinking Americanos and eating brownies alone in coffee shop chains Read more