…Goa had a baby typhoon all of the last two days and I spent most of it in bed with fever. It’s passed now, but believe you me, all of last night I was scared the window at the head of my bed is going to break into pieces with all that rain and wind [...]
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Hah, this is really funny and even I am laughing at myself.
See, I told you tomorrow’s my birthday? So, I have never really had a birthday party because one, we could not afford it, an two, because my father always had to go to work and I would never have a party without him at [...]
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So tomorrow’s my birthday. Quite something, huh, considering how old I am about to become tomorrow.
You know I have never thought very nicely about my birthday ever. Because it was always at the end of the month when everyone, including my parents, my brother, my friend, my husband, my landlord, everyone, is out of money [...]
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…that I have chosen to take a break from blogging. Nothing gives me a reason or an idea to write, and nothing take away the feeling of being in the dumps. Things are suddenly not terribly nice. So I shall not write till I at least find some semblance of peace or at least something [...]
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The festival of good over evil and all that completely flipped over in Goa. We had just been out for a night-long Narkasur rendezvous when we heard about the blast at Margao. You know, it is amazing how news travels. Before any TV channel got to know we were discussing the chances of another blast [...]
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Life in Goa is suddenly eventful.
There is a serial killer on the loose here, killing people, mostly women, every twelve hours, stuffing them in plastic bags after charring the faces. And I am scared. Three murders in my area alone, and my windows don’t even have grills to protect me. Worse, came to know about [...]
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I was just seeing pictures of all my friends, and all of them have children. Cute ones, fat ones, naughty ones, all kinds of children, and somewhere, in spite of all my rants against having babies, I have been thinking how it would be to actually hold a baby of my own. How would it [...]
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If I were to have an epitaph, it would possibly read, Herein lies Suchismita, born 29th Oct 19__, quit smoking on 30th Sept 2009, very nearly died that day, but breathed her last on ___. Yeah, huge big day this for me because come midnight and I lay aside the butt, not quite sure if [...]
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Durga Pujo to me, unlike last year, this time meant the advent of my friends. It was a given that I was not going to see the Gujarati worship here in Goa, or the extremely ostentatious Bengali association pujo, and yet, now that it is over I feel a tinge of sorrow. But I am [...]
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Patrick Swayze didn’t need to die, you know. Not on a day my laptop refused to work and the sun shines down on my flat in full fury. Not on a day when the experts confirmed that my house has a resident tarantula that we do not seem to find any longer. Not nice.
As for [...]
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