The Lost Man of Bombay (Malabar House #3)

by Vaseem Khan

As Parsees, she and Sam were members of Bombay’s smallest religious community, their faith tenuous since her mother’s passing. The only thing she could say for sure was that her mortal remains would be fought over by the vultures that flocked to Bombay’s Towers of Silence.

The fear that stalked the homes of India’s wealthy, that one day, the servant, the driver, the security guard, would slit their throats while they slept, would rise up – in anger, in greed, in hate – to claim their due.

so much like that other apartheid country, South Africa in the 1950s-90s.

‘Did you ever study Chanakya, the Mauryan philosopher? He once wrote that a man should never live in a place where people are unafraid of the law. Well, Persis, India is such a place. Our struggle to rid ourselves of the British has convinced the average citizen that any authority might be overturned, by the simple expedient of disobedience.

again - the unjust laws of apartheid South Africa produced a contempt for the law that is still corroding the public life of the country.