Friday, December 3

Mumbai

Mumbai; is the most confusing, broken, depressing, and yet inspirational, and marvelous place I've ever seen. I'm disappointed that people would prefer to write about dancing at night time or whatever then places like this.

Let me explain; there's almost literally a line down the middle of this city that divides the rich from the poor, the superficial from the generous and the vain from the humble. In the 'poorer' side of town, slums just line the street, sanitation is absolutely horrendous. TOXIC puddles of waste lies next to the fresh water that they drink. Toxic waste. People walk outside, I don't really know how to put this, but literally just let their faesces lie on the ground. Rats rule the streets. Disease rules the slums.

Working conditions. I'm not even going to go there. Just know that they're horrible.

In most slums 3 generations of families live within a house the size of my room. 6 or 7 adults lie together in a room the size of my cupboard, and rats roam these rooms, even while the family are sleeping.

All that I have said sounds thoroughly depressing. But the great thing is, these people have an incredible joy, and sense of community. They're so happy with the little that they have. And they do have so little, apart from family. Yet I, live in a wealthy country, in a wealthy suburb with a lovely family in a massive house. And I seem to find little things to whinge and whine about. Little things to get frustrated over. 


I have only seen pictures and watched videos of this megacity, but one day, I would love to go there and see it. Experience it for real. But for now, I just need to be content with what God has given me. He's given me PLENTY. :)

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