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Category Archives: South Asia
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Wednesday, October 28, 2015
MUMBAI—In the literature, those accounts of mostly British people who have passed through here, Bombay is a way point. It is a place you pass through on your way to somewhere else, a place you stop for official business, training, garrison duty, before marching off or setting sail for points beyond. Of course the 20 […]
In the Bazaar
Friday, September 4, 2015
MUMBAI—At the risk of offending Edward Said, I will describe the famed Chor Bazaar. It is in a Muslim quarter of old Bombay, its narrow lanes caked with the accumulation of Bombay’s years and history, despite daily sweeping, one darkly glittering storefront after another, whose jumble of wares, all the amazing, exotic junk and treasure […]
Land of Water
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
MUMBAI—There is a liquid quality to Mumbai. Water is everywhere, omnipresent without being always visible. It is especially so now in the season of the monsoon, but even during the dry season there is a wetness and fluidity to the place. It is hard to catch your breath as it feels like half the air […]
Just a Little Farther
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
MUMBAI—We journeyed to Colaba today, old south Bombay with its Gateway to India, Taj Palace Hotel and other colonial era buildings. The outing was more expeditionary in nature than anything else, a learning experience in hailing local cabs and pushing the envelope of our tiny Indian bubble. It is too easy, in a place so […]
Interlude
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
MUMBAI—The woman wore a blue and gold sari and walked with practiced grace through the crowded street. On her head she carried a translucent, cylindrical container. The hard, noontime sun illuminated the water inside, so that as she walked it appeared as if she had a corruscating pillar of light atop her head.
Out on the Street
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
MUMBAI—I ventured out on foot for the first time today. I put the boy in the backpack, filled a canteen, pulled on my cap and sunglasses and headed out with a somewhat hazy idea of how to find the nearby shopping center. The street leading to our apartment is lined with trees and fairly quiet, […]
Changes in Latitude
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
MUMBAI—I looked out a window of our apartment I had never looked out before. The orange ball of the sun, rippling at the edges, hung above a tiny section of the Indian Ocean, shining grey, visible through the forest of buildings. As I watched, it disappeared. There was none of the usual fading away. It […]