In twenty-odd years, when Jagat’s own child arrives, what city will that young boy or girl awake to? I’m convinced it will be very different from this one. My writing is a diary, a testament, a map for those children that I may or may not see, who will live and breathe in those cities to come”.
As an objective man of culture do you see any solutions to the chronic poverty we foreigners see almost everywhere, the lack of hygiene infrastructures, the possibility of clean water, electricity, fast Internet connection for the whole population? I still see a sort of “territorial division” (although now Delhi has one of the greatest Metro systems in the world), that clearly differentiates between “privileged” areas and everywhere else.