Friday, September 19, 2008

Workless, life-full

Well, so the day is finally here- Monday onwards, I will join the ranks of the gainfully unemployed. By choice, thankfully.

The world seems a big place now, rather than just the lavender-walled shell I have been living in for the past three years. (Yes, the office has lavender walls. )

I take it as a good sign that today is when they decided that toilet paper is now too heavy a cost for the company to bear.

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

You, there!

The other day I read an entertaining article about Pakistanis' usages of English that were very similar to our own Indianisms. One peculiarity I've discovered recently here in Bangalore is the practice of addressing a person based on his occupation. So, you have "Auto!" and "Security!" These are, admittedly, better than the idiotic "Bhaiya" I've been guilty of using quite frequently.

What about the vegetable cart guys that come around every morning to sell to the nightie-clad housewives? I wonder if they are addressed as the Kannada word for "vegetables." I don't know if it's that generic or based on the particular veggie they are selling.

Speaking of Indian English, poor J has, in light of my constant Ingliss, started saying things like "where it is?" and "what I'll do?" Hmm.

Monday, September 01, 2008

I'm going nowhere and I'm going to take my time

About a year ago, I had a dream in which I was flying over a field of flowers. The flowers were yellow- maybe they were a kind of tulip- and the sky was a vivid, amazing blue. All I remember is floating above the field with that sky behind me- I flew slowly across the entire field in a cool, gentle breeze. It must have been late afternoon, because the sunlight was soft and golden. When I woke up and remembered, I felt the same sense of contentment, serenity, and utter happiness wash over me.
At times the dream comes back when I am awake, especially when I am unhappy. What a beautiful way my brain has chosen to cope.
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