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I also can't get that scene out of my mind. I went to Mumbai last year and watching Slumdog was like going back there. I'm so glad it won Best Picture.

Alice Martrin

Great article. I saw Slumdog a couple of weeks ago and had similar feelings. However, I have been an avid reader of all novels Indian for quite some time, so it didn't come as such a shock to me, as I've been reading about it. But somehow actually seeing it happen on screen, as opposed to letting your imagination do the work, was worse.

I too came home and watched my sleeping children, thinking how lucky we all are to live where we do. We really have nothing at all to worry about do we?

Some books - if you're interested: A Fine Balance, by Rohinton Mistry. The White Tiger, by Aravind Adiga. Shantaram, by Gregory David Roberts. Q&A - the book Slumdog was based on. All these books give a horribly real depiction of the abject poverty two thirds of Indians live in.

We're going to India in April. Part of me is very excited, as I have been wanting to go ever since I started reading about the place. But another part of me is dreading it. How will I actually feel, as a rich westerner, witnessing such poverty and being helpless to do more than give a few rupees?

Thanks for sharing your insight. Maybe this film will highlight the problems of the Indian street children and something may be done to help them? One can only hope.

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