In each puddle of light, like a morality play, the homeless lay on carefully laid out bits of cardboard or… — Shamini Flint
In each puddle of light, like a morality play, the homeless lay on carefully laid out bits of cardboard or blanket. The ‘new middle class’ of Mumbai, spoken of in hushed tones by economists, stepped over the sleeping forms or skirted around them without breaking stride as they headed for the nearest Starbucks to fulfil their destiny as the engine of Indian economic growth.
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“I’m quite persuasive,” said Singh, his face forbidding. “And,” he amended, “she was willing to be persuaded.”
“Text messaging?”
“That is main way that trouble-makers are getting flash mobs together for riots,” explained Patel.
Singh chewed on his bottom lip thoughtfully. Technology had a lot to answer for. ... It did beg the question though – how had the more tiresome elements of society begun riots before the era of mobile phones – carrier pigeons?
The inspector wondered whether ‘those people’ really had immunity or just died at a higher rate than the wealthier denizens of the city. He suspected the latter.
