The Gypsy Goddess

by Meena Kandasamy

It is common knowledge that no land would ever be found interesting until a white man arrived, befriended some locals, tried the regional cuisine, asked a lot of impertinent questions, took copious notes in his Moleskine notebook and then went back home and wrote something about it.

We have been swindled in the name of gods, in the name of religion, in the name of caste. Now, we are being swindled in the name of development.