Was in chennai last weekend. Pre dawn arrival, yet I could feel the heat. As the car went through the silent, dark streets, briefly illuminated by the headlights, I could see sleeping forms of men, women and children huddled along the pavement precariously close to the main road. Probably a common sight in many slums, but very heart wrenching and poignant especially when the harsh light framed a sleepy mother patting her small child sitting up and crying, perhaps just woken up from a night mare.
Makes one wonder of politics, philosophy and even religion.
Tuesday, March 04, 2003
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