From Salman Rushdie's "The Moor's Last Sigh":
Bombay was central, had been so from the moment of its creation: the bastard child of a Portuguese-English wedding, and yet the most Indian of Indian cities. In Bombay all Indias met and merged. In Bombay, too, all-India met what-was-not-India, what came across the black water to flow into our veins...Bombay was central; all rivers flowed into its human sea. It was an ocean of stories; we were all its narrators, and everybody talked at once.
Uma reminded me all over again about the city's spirit as it crawls under the debris of a meaningless, hateful attack.
Salman does write beautifully, doesn't he?
that's the most beautiful description of bombay i've ever read. and the ugliest news coverage of it.
Marita : Yes, always.
Starlight: It evokes the cacaphonic beauty that is Bombay. Yet, its bowels are now scarred beyond recognition.
now it's beirut..*sigh*..things not looking any better..
Despite the promise of all things modern and global in the 21st century and progress towards intelligentsia the world over, we live in a real world that becomes more senseless and heartless with each passing day.
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