This is a very very quiet, dark neighbourhood. For a small reason, the last night in India was a bit of a disappointment. The plan was to leave from Neeraj's place to the airport at 4 am.
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And after a very short-lived sense of satisfaction at my arrival, they both launch into complaints about how they could have asked me to bring stuff from India.
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She seems to always instinctively know. My flight companion offered to drop me home as his driver was coming to pick him up, and we were both happy to extend our conversation in which we discovered common friends and books and authors we loved. Tuesday, July 30, Queer You Go!
Tuesday, September 1, I'm coming back. And it was where the phone was when Neeraj called back and said I should come over to his birthday party after all. I read it on my way back to Cairo. We can go back together, in September. I had left in August, promising to come back in December, and somewhere after a month into life as a Dilli ki Billi, I realized I had not been making enough, and that coming back would inevitably mean an attack of nostalgia and longing that would be difficult to resist.
Tam3 made you come back?
So we meet again — Cairo and I — sooner than I thought we would. Lay down the rules tw3m the ground on the ground.
I had carried it in my pocket, and it had carried me through the day. Draw lines on both sides of the ruler: Posted by c at 3: And immediately she asked if this meant I had left India. I felt in my pocket for the stone when my heart felt like it was about to sink. Wednesday, August 3, How To Prepare. Monday, August 1, Insomnia. The dogs have been barking, that cannot be good. It all worked out! I guess because it feels like stolen happiness, like this all could easily not have been.
What should one make of this queer coming together of events: I also had another dinner planned. Beyokt by c at 5: I had to see Corinna before she left for Germany, and so we decided to meet with MattMatt for some Sudanese food in Dokki. And Mom always shows her love through food.
Too kaise aa gayee? He turned out to be the founder of El Warsha. Nothing tastes better than home food.
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For a small reason, the last night in India was a bit of a disappointment. Observe the two lines Separated by a space As flat and fat like a ruler, as Fat and flat like a ruler.
Some window seems to be banging against the sill, and I cannot find it. And sure enough, already on day one, before I even stepped on to Egyptian soil, I found myself wondering if it would not be good to come back.
Wednesday, September 2, Where I am.