Monday, February 20, 2006

The Life of Pandey Ji

The Bus Stop is no longer there. And neither is the huge billboard behind it. The flyover has devoured them. Delhi is experiencing modernisation. Everything needs to shine. With spit and polish of ambition. There is no time to value emotions. Or to preserve monuments of despair. Of hopelessness. Like the one, you could see near the Okhla vegetable market. On the yellow signboard of that Bus Stop. Before the flyover came up. Read More...

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Excellent writing! I smell a Naipaul in you!