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I have no pretentions of being a scholar, so I may be excused for not discussing my subject in a scholarly way. What I am going to describe may be regarded as the impressions of a story writer who was born in an insignificant traditional town of the subcontinent; who lives in Lahore, perhaps the most important traditional city in Pakistan; and who knows major traditional cities like Delhi and Lucknow through the literary tradition of Urdu. I may not be able to show it in a scholarly way, but I have a feeling that there is something basically wrong with modern cities of the subcontinent. New Delhi, the capital of India, is no doubt a well-planned city. Still, while strolling down its well-maintained avenues, streets, and bazaars, I have a feeling akin to that of a character in an old story who, while visiting a newly built palace, marvelled at its splendour and proclaimed, "Wonderful! All the wonders of the world are here except an ostrich's egg!" Why should I have a feeling of this sort? As I ponder it, I am reminded of Burh Shah Boola, a banyan tree in a street of Old Delhi. It
Manoa – University of Hawai'I Press
Published: Sep 29, 2015
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