Walking down Commercial Street, the beggars, the shops, and the side streets – India. It’s a beautiful place when you search and find the beautiful things, but when you just walk on by, you see what India has become, what Indians have become – beggars, liars, thief’s. Take cheap DVD’s for instant, they are filmed at the cinema’s, burned onto cheap DVD material, and sold to the public for a third of what they usually would be; Just as Xerox does with his books. I would have been shocked if I did not live in India about the Lawyer and the policeman breaking Xerox’s legs. I was disgusted at what they had done, and still believe that they had no right to do it, they may have been upset about him selling a banned book, but the law did not give them the right to break his legs, instead of getting drunk and being complete idiots, they could have stayed sober and taken him to a higher authority, or even addressed the books on what to do. My favorite part of this chapter was when Xerox came back on his crutches, with his daughter and broken legs and stood up to the policemen by saying that he was going to climb that hill, that he was going to get back up there with his daughter and sell him books, no matter what the law thought/said about him. He wanted his father to be proud of him, a man who could not read, selling books; Ironic.
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