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...Bombay really is the business capital of the next big economy, asked the city's stranded businessmen, how come the entire infrastructure crumbled in just over a day of heavy rain? What was wrong with the drains? Where were the police, the ambulances, the army? Ramila Sreedhar, a window-blind maker from Madras, fretted about how the disaster would look to foreign investors. "They'll go back home and say, 'Forget India. They're 50 years behind...
...ambition—at just under five feet tall, I had willingly embraced the Napoleon Complex. Instead, I buried myself in my room and read for endless periods of time. There were days when the only contact I had with the outside world was the breeze traveling through the window to rustle the pages of my Rushdie masterpiece. Any new friends I made were librarians who smiled at my thirst for the written word. Visits to family cottages meant whispers from well-meaning aunts who thought I should play outside more often. Why didn’t I find myself...
...Bombay really is the business capital of the next big economy, asked the city's stranded businessmen, how come the entire infrastructure crumbled in just over a day of heavy rain? What was wrong with the drains? Where were the police, the ambulances, the army? Ramila Sreedhar, a window-blind manufacturer from Madras, fretted about how the disaster would look to foreign investors. "They'll go back home and say, 'Forget India. They're 50 years behind'." That's the thing about dreaming: Eventually, you wake...
...many of the 115,000 Samoans who live on the main island of Upolu, Robert Louis Stevenson is still very much alive. From his office on the sixth floor of the Central Bank of Samoa building, Deputy Prime Minister Misa Telefoni points out the window to Tusitala's mountain tomb: "See, it's up under those trees - right on top. That's an indication of how much the Samoans cared for him, because they had to hack the road up there and carry his heavy coffin." Telefoni's memory of Tusitala, or "Writer of Tales," as he was known locally...
...read the letter and looked out the window. Then he turned around and said, "Thank you very much Commander." Then he said, "Don't those people out there know that we're running a war out here? It's February and you can't have it out here until August?" I told him that it was quite obvious from the state of development that it would be no earlier than August, and, in fact, it'd be lucky to be August...