“I’m here to meet Mr. Amitabh Bachchan,” I say to the security guard at the entrance of Film City in the northern part of Mumbai. “My name is Maarten and I’m from CoolBrands.”
The man silently scans the “Expected Visitor List’. “We have a meeting at eleven,” I add.
The man makes the typical Indian head movement, which looks like a cross between a nod and a shake and continues to study the list.
“Was that a yes or a no?” I ask myself. Continue reading