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India Sketch Journal 2013 Page 28 by Meera Rao

I would have to say this is one of my favorite pages from my sketch book.  The scene from the market and the billowing hammock  cradle made from  a saree hanging off a tree in the park really captures the sense of diligence and the extra mile that parents go for the sake of their children. 

India Sketch Journal 2013 July 31 by Meera Rao

I was tickled to see the three children doing homework under their father's vegetable vending cart in the market. The cart also shaded them from the evening sun. It was interesting to see that as the children worked their father was seriously 'studying' his cell phone :)  Parents know that the only way for the children to overcome poverty is  through good education and as this scene shows they make sure their children do their work. 

Just today I came across a fascinating article on Mumbai's  privately owned circulating libraries -mostly in the center of the city in tiny little shops.  Here is an excerpt from that article"Poor Little Rich Boys: The art of the Mumbai Circulating Library'  in 'The Comic Journal' by Ryan Holmberg : "Online searching turned up more than a dozen scattered across Greater Mumbai, some of which are actually in the heart of the city, near railway stations and major intersections. These latter seem to be mainly older businesses, hanging on since the 1950s and 60s. I am also told that, out in the suburbs, a number of “paper marts” – paper recycling shops – have begun doubling as lending libraries, redirecting not only junk books and magazines that come their way, but also cartons of cheap remainder books. "  What follows is an riveting account of a couple of those libraries.  I also loved the photographs that accompany the story. 

India Sketch Journal  2013 Aug 1  by Meera Rao

One day suddenly out of the blue the park near our flat was taken over by squatters from northern India who had journeyed all the way south obviously looking for work.  For a few days no one else could use the park as they had pitched their tents, and had made themselves completely comfortable! The smell of outdoor cooking wafted through the streets. The neighborhood was in a crisis, police were summoned and as suddenly, they pulled up the tents and departed leaving behind much garbage and a park in shambles.  That is when I found this saree hammock cradle that some parent had made for her baby, empty and billowing in the wind.