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Tag Archives: India

Barefoot in Bombay

How exactly do you end up shoe-less in South Bombay on a slow Sunday evening? You could try being me for a few hours!
It all started when this modern day Cinders expressed a desire to see Bombay. (Do you also get the feeling that this is going to be a long story?)
Until about a year [...]

Begnadigen Sie mein Deutsche

It was a Tuesday, I distinctly remember. All the strange things in life usually happen on Tuesdays don’t they? On this particular Tuesday, I was idly flipping through a course catalog trying to pick courses for this term.
Have you noticed how things sound a lot more profound in a foreign language? Well, I have. You [...]

Do you know where the scissors are?

Packing is an exercise in optimism which eventually, ends in futility.
You never really pack.
You get boxes and tape and make lists and start to pack.
And then you start to pray.
Eventually, you get a big plastic bag for all the little stuff that couldn’t be categorized and you can’t bring yourself to throw away because ‘what [...]