And I am at the Mumbai Airport.
So what has this been about? Surely it is the thrill of reading something in Idaho and seeing it in India. The thrill of the chase. But it is much more. I come to honor in some way the journalist and her several collaborators who cared enough to tell Annawadi’s story. She allowed readers to experience life here humanely and compassionately. Does it also make any sense that this enclave of 3,000--little different from the 6.5 million slum dwellers in Mumbai—is hallowed ground and that the public toilets , for example, should be memorialized? Maybe I’m on a guilt tour but it doesn’t feel that way. I’m just glad to there, in fact I’m delighted.