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I'm new to the idea of blogging. For years I've kept a journal, but that's a private dialogue where I make notes, jot down ideas, argue with myself and wrestle with my doubts. It's different thinking of bearing all that to unknown readers. By the time I've finished a book or an essay, i've gone over it so many times, fine-tuning, making sure the intention and nuance is precise. But hey, if you find it to my blog page, you're welcome to share my thinking process.

We went to see "Slum Dog Millionaire" the other night, made eerier by the fact that Mumbai (where the film is set) was under siege by armed militants who were shooting people indiscriminately. The news is still coming out, the tales of miraculous escapes and incomprehensible tragedy.

Lloyd and I made our first trip to India this past year. Those ragged children who pressed their faces against our car window, or pointed to their maimed limbs or eyepatches were heartrending, unnerving at the time. Someone had told me that if you gave them money, it probably went to a criminal organizer who actually maimed the children and sent them out to beg. That, it turns out, is exactly what they showed in the film.

Resilience is the word that keeps coming up about Mumbai. You would need resilience to recover from this kind of incident. And if you were an orphaned child sent out to beg, you'd need resilience to master your own fate. Read More 
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