For security reasons, AIIS Pune has cancelled all events requiring the students to be present on AIIS grounds this week.
This means the Day of Tears (see Joy and dread) has also been cancelled… In the sense that there will be no formal farewell event…
Recently, I’ve heard a story which I’m probably going to butcher just now. An ant goes up to whisper into an elephant’s ear. The elephant falls over in shock. What did the ant whisper? “I want your baby.” (I’ve also heard the variant “I’m having your baby.”)
Reflecting on that story… because that’s the kind of thing I do all the time… reflect on stories… Anyway, upon reflection, I’ve come to the conclusion that there reasonably cannot be a more intimate proposal from a woman than the offer of bearing a man’s offspring. First, it implies carnal knowledge (what a quaint expression!) and then nine months of carrying in the womb a being which is half derived from the father. The only offer I could think of which would be more intimate is “I want your kidneys” but that is not a reasonable offer. Of course, the offer could be “you can have my kidney”, which is pretty intimate… but no sex is involved.
Ok, enough with erotic ants.
Are we loving concentrically? What is the weight of excentricity? Contacts are tangential but normal. The factual accumulation of circular spaces promotes an exploratory emancipation of the senses. The cosine of affection, a sine of intimacy.
Maybe… but are you Euclidian?
The AIIS Sanskrit Summer program is ending on August 18th. On one hand, it means that I’m going to be reunited with my wife shortly afterwards. That, of course, fills me with exuberance. I can barely contain myself.
On the other hand, it means that I’m going to leave behind my teachers at AIIS and part ways with my companions of the past 10 weeks. I’m the kind of guy who gets attached to space for crying out loud! (See Moments in space.) Of course I’m going to miss my companions and my teachers. I’m going to miss them all, some more than others, but it is something none of them would expect.
I’ve declared Friday the 18th to be “The Day of Tears” in anticipation of the sorrow I’m surely going to feel.
We were supposed to have an oral presentation class today but since classes were cancelled, that won’t happen. For our oral presentation classes, we have to narrate in Sanskrit a story based on a summary synopsis. Last week my team mate and I deliberately interpreted the synopsis to give the whole story a romantic turn that was not originally intended. Our teacher hid her face in her hands when we got to a scene where the dove declares his desire to kiss the ant. (Yes, an ant and a dove.) The ant said that kissing should only happen after marriage.
Anyway, this week the synopses would have been harder to steer towards romance but I already had a line:
मां विचुंब। मां स्पृश। मां… मां… । परं वक्तुं न शक्नोमि…
Maybe I can use it for something else later…
Another installment of “Louis-Dominique replies to spam”. Typos in the quoted subject lines are those of the spammers. All other typos are mine!
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At last, someone took time to write and publish a thoughtful editorial about Usher. Stop the presses! Now!
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O Dearest, my heart will long for you 36 hours. After that, I’ll give up ever winning you. Therefore, from then on, my heart will long for someone else. I am always ready for love and other things.
No room for cellulite in a bikini
Not necessary. There’s plenty of room outside the bikini.
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Urgent! Urgent! (There you go, I replied urgent (to) you.)
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Doesn’t it?
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What?
You won’t be disapppointed pink
Try our “you won’t be disappointed” pink for when you’re in a frisky mood and also our “I’m leaving you for another man” blue for when the relationship falls apart.
Suprise for your woman…
Booo!
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Only YOU can decide whether to run the spellchecker or not!
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And I’m happy to delete you.
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There are no winers or losers until you open this spam.
Er… rain day actually. We took a rickshaw ride to Deccan College this morning only to find out upon arrival that classes are cancelled because of the rain. Rain rain, so much rain!
The water level in the river has also gotten really high. Oh, the joys of monsoon!
Unfortunately, posting to my blog is pretty low on my list of priorities. Anyhow, I’ve taken some travel notes on my Treo that I’m now putting online. Enjoy!
Events of July 2nd 2006.
I got to see the Indian countryside. From Pune to Aurangabad to Ajanta there is a progression from city to county. Buildings become sparser, the land more open, more cows. Also, as we move towards smaller villages, usage of the Latin alphabet becomes less frequent and Devanagari soon takes over. Ditto for English/Hindi usage vs Marathi. One can survive pretty well with English and Hindi in Pune but in the country people speak mostly Marathi. Also, the level of technological sophistication decreases dramatically as you move away from the city: things are done manually or with animal power.
We stopped in a village to try to get food. Us whiteys wandering the streets and looking for a food store were a source of entertainment for the locals. As we were looking for a good store to buy food, we were soon surrounded by our “groupies”.
On the way out of the Ajanta park, there is a small shopping area. There I bought things for my wife. I must say it was quite harrowing. The sellers are rather aggressive. Thinking back about it I realize that being surrounded by a throng of people made me lose my situational awareness. It would have been easy for someone to steal my stuff or substitute and item for another.
Strange thing: during our nights in Aurangabad I heard what sounds like a pack of roaming stray dogs. There seem to be one leader howling powerfully and while the rest of the group laments. It’s very eerie… like some sort of dog voice recital.
On the road I’ve noticed a number of concrete buildings that had only their ground floor finished. The beams necessary to build the next floor had been started but left there unfinished. I have no clue why it is done that way. Did they run out of money during construction or is it planned ahead that way for future expansion? It is so common that the latter option seems more likely.