Monthly Archives: November 2007
Indian Eating Etiquette
| November 30, 2007 | Posted by caroline under humour, lifestyle, myself, on identity, on indian roots, storytelling, travels, Uncategorized |
alright, so i’m in sharjah, u.a.e… just got back from 2.5hrs at the salon..tiring..can you believe i walked barefoot on the street because i forgot to wear sandals for my pedicure? mind you, it was only a few steps and then i hopped into a car, but..i would never dare tell my mom, and definitely…
murder, i wrote
| November 23, 2007 | Posted by caroline under freeform, personal, Uncategorized |
careful, catch the gasp..one look over the shoulder, it may be the last..lock all the doors, keep yourself out of view..each creak and groan, and my ears perk up..the house is settling in, and i’m up and about..running out of places to hide, so we ran back inside..suitcases filled with clothes unwashed, leaving with it…
The Indian Consulate, Toronto
| November 20, 2007 | Posted by caroline under humour, myself, on indian roots, storytelling, Uncategorized |
i really don’t get why everyone at the canadian passport offices and indian consulate have something stuck up their asses. is it the same object? is it sharp? do they have it inserted daily or is it placed there for the whole working period, when they first get the job? cause really, they don’t even…
around the bend
| November 17, 2007 | Posted by caroline under dreaming, freeform, Uncategorized |
i’m driving down the street, the music is blasting, and i hear my name in another song. still, i can only think of how badly i would hate to reach a red light at this point. my fingers are looped, hooped, and doing all sorts of uncomfortable things across the wheel. i hold steady as…
excerpt from Shantaram
| November 12, 2007 | Posted by caroline under on indian roots, storytelling, Uncategorized |
“I looked at the people, then, and I saw how busy they were—how much industry and energy described their lives. Occasional sudden glimpses inside the huts revealed the astonishing cleanliness of that poverty: the spotless floors, and glistening metal pots in neat, tapering towers. And then, last, what should’ve been first, I saw how beautiful…
St. Anthony and My Phone
| November 9, 2007 | Posted by caroline under personal, storytelling, technology, Uncategorized |
i’m really really annoyed that i’ve lost my phone. ok, i know i can buy a new one. but you don’t understand how many phone numbers i’ve stored in that SIM card from the past 4yrs. it’s like all my schmoozing and networking has gone down the drain. what have i worked for if i’ve…
Search for a Travel Buddy
| November 7, 2007 | Posted by caroline under myself, personal, travels, Uncategorized |
I’ve just been informed by a dear friend that she will *not* be accompanying me to India for the holidays. Therefore, I am left to fend for myself from Dec.7th until Dec.19..at which point I will be attending family events for a week..from the 26th to Jan 17th, I am once again on the road…
the rickety bicycle
| November 7, 2007 | Posted by caroline under dreaming, in the news, storytelling, Uncategorized |
I see a man kill himself in India, because he only knows the land and cannot support his family with his farm anymore. It has become unfamiliar, dried out, and unproductive in a genetically modified seed world. This Indian suicide takes place daily. I see a man kill himself in China, because he is responsible…
