Had a wonderful time last night/ early morning at Shab-e-baraat, a time when Muslims are supposed to visit graveyards to pray for the departed.
Had the magnificent opportunity of seeing autorickshaws at Shivaji Park and Cadell Road, almost ten kilometres into the suburban city.
Was fortunate enough to see wonderful chivalry as bikers, dressed in pathanis and skull caps on their heads, jeered at women who, unfortunately for them, had no roofs over their heads so slept on the pavements and nocturnal movements forced their clothes to go up their legs to show unwanted skin.
Saw five boys stoning a hapless dog from close range at Byculla’ khada parsi bridge. The dog, thankfully, managed to escape though the short whimper it let out suggested that one of the idiots had managed to connect somewhere on its bone.
Heard cries of Allahu Akbar in the middle of the night waking up entire residences as lights came on at the windows of sleepy buildings in a jiffy.Felt very nice to be Indian. The world’s largest toilet. Where the only contribution you need to make is to shit all over it.
Friday, August 7, 2009
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