Unconventional
There are some lines which stick with you. You hear them once or you read them once and they have such an everlasting impact on you, you don’t tend to forget it ever. I came across one such line while reading Shantaram and it just stuck on to me. Well, in case you haven’t heard about Shantaram, it’s a story of a Australian guy who ran into exile in India. The story revolves around how a foreigner landed in Bombay to call it home. The protagonist lived and breathed India, learnt the language, the culture, in Bombay’s slum. While there are many incredible scenes and dialogues worth mentioning, however I am sticking on to a particular scene wherein the protagonist is invited by a Bombay mafia. There are almost a dozen criminals along with the protagonist discussing about some killings in the city and then the subject drifted to some philosophical talks. The panel formed of young and old, local and foreign guys from Palestine and some other countries. While the debate is quite intrig