Feb 2006

So here I AM, setting this blog-thing up to perhaps encourage me to write more, to write, to write, to describe my pictures and give word to my visions. Being here is such a sensory overload, even third time around, that I don't wanna just let it all fade. I wanna aim instead to pen it all, somehow to convey the aroma of incense that seems to have seeped into every crevasse of this country - I sure as hell haven't burnt any yet but my room smells pretty sweet nonetheless - to try to give life to the myriad of bodies that pass me by every hour. The bored shopkeepers waiting for business, calling calling after me the same old openers 'excuuuuuse me madam' 'hello Germany!' (perhaps it's the blonde hair that mistakes them here) ' nice shawl madame!' 'I see you are smiling today!'

Yes, it is indeed good to be back... I feel so at home, just wish I had more Hindi to bring me that step closer. It's off to the bookshop I feel, to begin my language studies once more. I will look for formal lessons once I am settled in a place for more than a couple of days (Pushkar looks set to be the first of many) but until then perhaps I will chance a bit of learning on my own.

Om Shanti
xxoo