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  1. Hey R,
    Was wondering if we could feature this post in our Around The Blog page on Monday… Please let me know if you’d be ok with that… shakti.dna (at) gmail.. (also @shaaqt on twitter :P)

  2. @ Banno: History and nostalgia are unaffordable luxuries in Mumbai now.

    @ Pragni: I agree with your last statement and I’m profoundly touched that you apply it to my writing.

    @ Biju: Actually its not. It is dark and quiet, unlike the rest of the city. It feels almost..peaceful. Graveyards do too, I suppose.

    @ Kalpana: It did. Life moved on. The building in that photograph will probably be a bustling office complex or (worse) a mall space soon enough.

    @ A: 😮 You must forgive me but I met a lot of people at the festival and didn’t realize one of them was a reader/fellow-blogger.

  3. Most of the old-wordly charm any vintage building brings in is irrespective of its design and construction…isn’t it? They stand by us in amusement, freezing our sense of dimensions, and yet force us to imagine their fleeting life-stories…as if constantly dialoguing with us in that coughing grand-fatherly tone: “In our generation life was more evolving, son…” Isn’t it.

    PS: Nice to ‘meet’ you at the NGMA Workshop last Sunday afternoon… 🙂

    As last idea: When Rajini Isn’t Miffed…

  4. Most of the old-wordly charm any vintage building brings in is irrespective of its design and construction…isn’t it? They stand by us in amusement, freezing our sense of dimensions, and yet force us to imagine their fleeting life-stories…as if constantly dialoguing with us in that coughing grand-fatherly tone “In our generation life was more evolving, son…”

    PS: Nice to ‘meet’ you at the NGMA workshop, last Sunday afternoon… 🙂

    As last idea: When Rajini Isn’t Miffed…

  5. Posts like these, make me long for Mumbai all over again. Make me want to be one those lone warriors who walk the unknown streets of Mumbai and the unlit lanes.

    Make me want to be there, where the heart thrives, soul actually lives.

    I guess a truly amazing piece of writing is that which makes someone reading long for the things described, and makes them want to write again too 🙂

  6. Those mills, and their chimneys were such a powerful reminder of our not so distant past. They also reminded me of how an entire industry was wiped out by irresponsible unionism.

    Yet, however impractical it may be to keep empty buildings around when space is at such a premium, we have lost something.

    The description of your walk through the factory on a starry night is haunting.