“Zehrunisa didn’t know Abdul’s age herself. Seventeen was what she’d said before the burning, when people asked her, but he could have been twenty-seven, for all she knew. You didn’t keep track of a child’s years when you were fighting daily to keep him from starving, as she and many other Annawadi mothers had been doing when their teenagers were young.” ChildrenAgePoverty Book:Behind the Beautiful Forevers: Life, death, and hope in a Mumbai undercity Source: Behind the Beautiful Forevers: Life, death, and hope in a Mumbai undercity
“Everyone in Annawadi talks like this: 'Oh, I will make my child a doctor, a lawyer, and he will make us rich'. It's vanity, nothing more. Your little boat goes west and you congratulate yourself, 'what a navigator I am!' And then the wind blows you east.” ChildrenLittlesRichWindDoctorsWestBlowEastLawyerBoatVanityMy ChildrenNavigators Book:Behind the Beautiful Forevers: Life, Death and Hope in a Mumbai Slum Source: Behind the Beautiful Forevers: Life, Death and Hope in a Mumbai Slum
