Category Archives: India 2011

International Ants

I have been using my android phone as a kindle with the nifty kindle app. I was really looking forward to having that as my reading material for the trek, so I wouldn’t have to lug around books on the … Continue reading

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Plotting

I absolutely love this country. And I’m not entirely sure why. India is kind of like an abusive boyfriend. It’s unreliable (or, reliably unreliable), gropes you when you don’t want to be groped, changes your response pattern to such gropes, … Continue reading

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On Volunteering

Drafted 20 April Now that I’m at the end of my fifteen weeks here, I think that if I were to do it all over again, I would not have volunteered. Over the past few months, my experiences with the … Continue reading

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The Train Will Always Be Late

Drafted 18 April 2011 I had a difficult time finding a train from Pushkar to Delhi that was not wait listed or scheduled to get in after the last metro train out to Faridabad. Difficult as in, I really only … Continue reading

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Marriage and Camels

Drafted 16 April 2011 A camel is something like a cross between an elephant, a horse, and Chewbacca. (The last you would understand if you heard the noises it makes every time it’s asked to do something. Not that I … Continue reading

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This is My Love For You

What I wanted for my birthday was to just relax in the mountains, do yoga, hang out in coffee shops and not worry about budgets or practicalities or anything really. What India gave me for my birthday was two days … Continue reading

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Introducing… the host family

Finally! you’re thinking. A picture of the people she’s been living with for the past god(dess) knows how long. From left to right: The guy in the green shirt is Mamta’s younger brother. I don’t know his name because they’re … Continue reading

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