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November 9th, 2005

At Marine Drive / Nariman Point today, I was walking. I noticed people walking about the promenade. Back to the cosmopolitan question, I realized that our clothes, make-up and accessories give us some kind of image (and here I am talking about a certain class) where we look similar in some respects and our identities become camouflaged. Yet I am not sure of the fact of whether our identities become unimportant because at some level, in my experiences since one year, I have found that everyone (irrespective of class), wants to know my religious affiliation.

Walking on the promenade was S. J. Kunte, the chief of MHADA. And even he was lost in the crowds. No one seemed to bother about him. No one to approach him and ask about the collapsing buildings in the city. Seems like the Marine Drive promenade is an unconscious, non-intrusive space.


  1. November 10th, 2005 at 07:55 | #1

    i went through your posts toay and i really appreciate the way in which you describe your thoughts in a very intense manner..very true to the heart …really interesting read…