Mar 5, 2012 - Uncategorized    No Comments

Lunch break, Friday

It’s lunchtime and I find myself walking into the souvenir shop opposite the market. It’s one of those really touristy places, you know, the ones that sell lavalavas at thrice the price you’d pay at the stalls across the road. Read more »

Feb 6, 2012 - Uncategorized    No Comments

To see through writers’ eyes

I remember reading that bit in Shantaram when Lindsay has just arrived in Mumbai and wondering, were I to experience India myself, if my firsthand experience would even come close to the intensity of his, as he describes it in those paragraphs, so vivid and detailed is his description. Would I even notice – see, smell, feel – all those minute details? Read more »

Jan 31, 2012 - Uncategorized    No Comments

The view from out my window

Written on Sunday.

The view from my window is a tie-dyed lavalava, blue and purple, flapping on a line someone’s strung up across the porch. There are three pegs fighting an ongoing battle against the wind to keep it there, and I wonder how much longer they’ll be able to keep up the fight. Read more »

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