Friday, November 28, 2008
common boat
How can I grieve alone on my husband's first death anniversary today? So many families have lost their near and dear. Humanity is on this common boat held to ransom by the pirates of terror. L'enfer c'est ici et dans le présent. And we seem to have no control over anything.
bombay meri jaan
I've been watching the horror story unfold on television. NDTV , Prannoy Roy and Barkha Dutt are doing a great job, a passionate heart-rending coverage.
My memories of the Taj Mahal - going for a boat ride at the Gateway and heading back with a lovely view of the Taj. Taking a buggy ride along the Taj to show off Bombay to my daughters.
As a kid, my dad took us to the Taj for coffee perhaps a couple of times. Too expensive, but we could go in freely. We often used the toilet in the lobby and peered happily at the luxury around! The last time I visited this part of my childhood, a couple of years back, was to check out the bookstore in the Taj. I bought a book, used the toilet for old times' sake and stepped out content.
My stomach turns now to watch the 'rape' of Bombay as someone called it.
Oh my dear dynamic city, city of my formative years, I pray for your soul.
My memories of the Taj Mahal - going for a boat ride at the Gateway and heading back with a lovely view of the Taj. Taking a buggy ride along the Taj to show off Bombay to my daughters.
As a kid, my dad took us to the Taj for coffee perhaps a couple of times. Too expensive, but we could go in freely. We often used the toilet in the lobby and peered happily at the luxury around! The last time I visited this part of my childhood, a couple of years back, was to check out the bookstore in the Taj. I bought a book, used the toilet for old times' sake and stepped out content.
My stomach turns now to watch the 'rape' of Bombay as someone called it.
Oh my dear dynamic city, city of my formative years, I pray for your soul.
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