Is a really good film. If you have the stomach to watch and accept that there are people in India who rake through and live amongst piles of filth. never mind, you are thousands of miles away; and you can detach yourself - it's just a film, just a type of Bollywood - a movie made in Elstree probably. With a happy ending... And that detachment, that acceptance of illusory entertainment. That comforts you.
I saw it today.
Coming into Delhi on the train. Children seven, eight years old amongst such huge, bottomless heaps of waste, barefooted, bare legged, grimy-shorted, sifting and poking and searching; scratching to make a rupee from a scrap of metal or a carrier-bag of plastic. I saw the makeshift, ramshackle boards and sacking that they call home.
It brought a nauseous lump to my throat. Disgust. Horror. It was awful.
I saw it today.
Coming into Delhi on the train. Children seven, eight years old amongst such huge, bottomless heaps of waste, barefooted, bare legged, grimy-shorted, sifting and poking and searching; scratching to make a rupee from a scrap of metal or a carrier-bag of plastic. I saw the makeshift, ramshackle boards and sacking that they call home.
It brought a nauseous lump to my throat. Disgust. Horror. It was awful.
What an adventure. You really did get to see some real India. Be interesting to see how you feel about it from the comfort of Letchworth Garden City.
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