A truck perched on a terrace, a Maruti 800
sitting on top of a Tata Sumo; terrace after terrace covered with vehicle doors
and bonnets, roads and invisible pavements encroached with greasy machine
parts, and a public park devoid of grass or people and occupied with machines
and scrap instead. The constant murmur of machines never stops. The hammering
that is the sound of vehicle being dismantled, the movement of metal tyres on
stone laden passages, the groaning of the earth mover which