Some thoughts on Slumdog Last weekend I went to see Slumdog Millionnaire. I am ashamed to say that the on-screen fiction bought tears to my eyes that the real-life poverty I encounter on a daily basis has not - the poverty that I often ignore when it comes clamouring for money to the side of my rickshaw or tugging at my sleeves as I walk down the street. Heck, I have even shoved this poverty away and shouted at it to leave me alone. But watching Slumdog Millionai...

Check out the monster key! This, folks, is the key to my new pad! They must have seen me coming a mile off and decided I needed a key that was impossible to lose! It's like something out of a fairy-tale; I feel I should be able to unlock treasure chests or secret gardens with it, rather than a plain old flat in a Delhi suburb! Yes, I have found a room to rent for the next three months or so. It's in a great location, not far from where I was staying with Emily...