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Newer posts →. July 12, 2009 · 1:11 pm. Vijayawada: Goodbye was the shortest and hardest of those ten. We went back for a last cup of chai. We went back to Haritha’s home, we seemed to have exhausted all our words. They chatted in Telegu and we smiled as freshly as when we had arrived, though with more comfort. So, Anna did what she loves to do at any hour: sing. She sung the national anthem. One more, again. So, I added my coarse, stunted voice so together we could croon the only song we could think to:.
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Music/Video | Monsoon Missives
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Here is a collection of some of my favorite India-related videos. I expect to see similar dance sequences on every corner, all the time. Chances are if you have been anywhere near the vicinity of my computer, I have forced you to watch or listen to all of these at some point. 8211; Daler Mehndi. Clones in crush velvet robes. What more could you want. 8211; A.R. Rahman. The real payoff comes around 3:50. Other songs I enjoy:. 8211; This song plays during a hilarious dance sequence in the Indian Western.
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Lonely Plan It | Monsoon Missives
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July 20, 2009 · 3:27 am. This blog is temporarily suspended for adventure! On last minute notice, I have entered India alone. I will be visiting some old friends and some new ones if I can ever figure out how to lift up my feet while carting the exactly 25 kg of luggage I somehow acquired. I know you are a scam! Tomorrow’s task. Now, a hot shower after the long midnight train and motionless sleep. 2 responses to “. July 21, 2009 at 12:33 pm. July 21, 2009 at 12:34 pm. And way to push yourself through!
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Recovered | Monsoon Missives
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Vijayawada: Lounging and Lunging. Lonely Plan It →. July 12, 2009 · 1:16 pm. Then, today as I was preparing to post all these skeletal observations, Anna and I couldn’t find the paper on which we had written their names. We scrambled through our belongings. We flipped open pages of our notebook, shook out novels, and turned over old train stubs. I thought we had used a substantive book of some kind, but maybe not? With all these loose papers, it could be anywhere. What had we brought with us that day?
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Vijayawada: Tell it to Me | Monsoon Missives
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Vijayawada: Goodbye was the shortest and hardest of those ten. Vijayawada: Lounging and Lunging →. July 12, 2009 · 1:13 pm. Vijayawada: Tell it to Me. The Modern Café can be seen this way or it cannot. It has transplanted its black and white tiles floors, a cursive sign that says. At this point three waiters have surrounded our table trying to resolve the problem that is us. I will have the aloo paneer and roti. Expectant stares. The other waiters disperse without a word. Don’t I know it, India. You are ...
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June | 2009 | Monsoon Missives
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Monthly Archives: June 2009. June 28, 2009 · 6:48 pm. So, I started going to 4:30 pm yoga because one day I missed, and then it became too easy to sleep in and accept the entropy of my self-discipline. I was going to take him down in defeat further than his flexible little spine could ever reach. Where is your other friend? The yoga instructor asked. Anne hadn’t wanted to come. I am not the yoga watchdog, man. With a wry smile. I didn’t even know he could, let alone would! I salvaged my abilities for the...
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Itinerary | Monsoon Missives
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The one in which I am grumpy and brilliantly uninspired | Monsoon Missives
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July 30, 2009 · 6:18 am. The one in which I am grumpy and brilliantly uninspired. I am sick of these metaphors. It’s 5 am, my god fate, do I have to give everything an aesthetic, hm? I guess the literary world is trying to tell me something about my arrival with this image, about my inevitable new dawn of life after such an incredible trip. The scene longs, lingers,. Aesthetic. Anesthetic. Another cappuccino, please. This last flight will be long, too. Tagged as enough metaphors already. An error has occ...
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Vijayawada: Lounging and Lunging | Monsoon Missives
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Vijayawada: Tell it to Me. July 12, 2009 · 1:15 pm. Vijayawada: Lounging and Lunging. Young boys shout as they stride through the car with silver pots and paper cups swinging like lanterns in front of them. The single syllable emphasizes their urgency get it while it is hot! Be that Telegu word for peanut, Anna notes when the interjections interrupt her upright snooze. I need to listen to them more to say. Still, I liked a few songs and I had six hours to kill. I see one titled. And play it out of curios...
