have been in kerala [a small village called pattiam near thallassary (telicherry)] since the 31st of march. email sent to some of those that want to know.
hello All.
this is not a personal letter, so don't get stressed if some parts of it have you go wtf.
it's been a lovely ten days so far. kerala sucks. come here only if you want to go in AC gaadis to hill stations and look at green things from the distance. the place is gorgeous. every other minute is meant to take your breath away. the backwaters are so much fun. the weather's been total drama for the last three days. thunder, lightening, rain, other such ecological tantrums. heat also. i've turned black already. which is awesome because no one will ask to get me married at my cousin's wedding next month. i look like i've been dipped in charcoal. the people here, however, deserve a prize. in cuntgiri. no one wants to give ANY info. i'm telling you they just hate you on principal. and women can't talk to men here. they can't travel alone. they can't smile at strangers without extending an invitation to get groped or stared at. and god forbid that you dare to wear shorts. or sleeveless. or tank tops. or anything which does not cover you completely. i think i'm finally figuring out why that weirdo Kamla Das changed to islam - she lives in one of the shittiest parts of the country, especially if you're female.
as i might have mentioned before, the place i am, is awesome. the weathers full drama. my house has only one room, the attic. downstairs is for work. :) so far, i play with laterite. smit and dingles, there is form now. wheee. :) :) there is also some charcoal type drawing things happening hurrah. yesterday, i was made to sit in a chair for 4 something hours while valsan and sukeshan tried to make portraits of me. i'm happy to note none of them look like me. on the other hand, the artists' consensus is, i'm too young and too old for them to get a fix on me. i am also a gypsy. :) not the maruti one. the people you know? they asked me at the synagogue if i was israely, and i thought, desraili better. [see, kerala fucks up one's humour, so please not to feel raa.]
right, so back to that single room house - i caught my resident mouse, only to spend hours trying to save him from a cat. and then to spend an hour following the cat to save it from the six mad dogs that live here. other than that, my house is now inhabited by a snake also. very pretty he is. or she is. hangs around at the higher level, i come in, and it fucks off. good type roommate. :) too bad dang and smit missed that.
other than that, absolutely nothing to report. i don't miss bombay one bit. you guys, sure i miss youuuuuu. so if you get bored, you should call me. i'm at 099470xxxxx. you know, just in case anyone misses me back. mumble mumble.
also, i managed to find awesome coffee. which i finally make, because everyone here drinks such weak tea-coffee. i'm waiting for the lappytoppy, then i will send some picshurs. hokay?
much love,
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