Some of us ended up – only for as visit, I hasten to add – at Mumbai’s largest slum, Dharavi. It was featured on Slumdog Millionaire.
At a vocational training centre, we spied on girls writing a hairdressing exam and learning to apply henna.
A man with pots balanced on his head walked by. He exchanged the pots for used clothes; each pot’s “charge” is the old clothes it can hold. Doorways are affixed with dried limes or crucifixes or the number “786” to signify the religion observed by the owners.
One room per family dwellings. There is no water or toilets in these houses – only public toilets.