Mar 4, 2003


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.

March 04, 2003