What lies in a day? You leave your home for the anarchy of a bustling Indian city and factor in the chances of being crushed under the wheels of a speeding vehicle, falling and dying in a manhole or being trampled under the feet of other insecure lives on a foot over-bridge. You still go out and you count yourself reasonable when you return home unscathed while you actually are plain lucky. On any given day in any Indian city, there are a few people who aren’t lucky.That number just got concentrated today on the bridge between the busy Parel and Elphinstone Road local train stations in Mumbai– 22 dead, 30 wounded, scattered footwear and a few dead faces surprised by running out of luck with the city too soon . By now, you know what to dread in your evening news capsule, and more so tomorrow when reasonable risk-takers throng the same bridge- the imbecility of a cliché called ‘spirit of Mumbai’.You may be wondering what a farmer does the day following a massacre in village or what a vendor does in one of the many markets in Delhi the day after a bomb blast.