2015-12-09 1830 hrs
I've crossed over this bridge on many mornings, seeing the hazy rising sun and the spectre of the grey cityscape across the creek. New Bombay as it was called.
Last evening as I cycled back, on the stretch from Airoli to Bombay, the setting sun in the west and the dead tree as the subject, I saw the old Bombay skyline in the distance.. . . .
We are also on the last day of the 195 nations climate summit in Paris and our PM has insisted we keep burning fossil fuel until we "catch up" economically with the west. What he doesn't seem to understand is that it is not an economic issue anymore.. . . . .Perhaps we deserve what's coming to us. . . .
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