Back to the Grind
Well I’ve finally put up the last of my pictures from my last few days in Delhi. You can view them at this link.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2145523&id=185100007&l=84b96fcead
A warning to conservative minds. There area few pictures from the Delhi Art Summit which involve a couple paintings involving scandalous subject matter. :O
Anyway, I’ve been back in the country for almost two weeks and in Austin for a week and a day. Sometimes this whole summer feels like a dream. The evidence of its existence being that I can carry on a reasonable conversation in my language of study and I don’t have to reach for my dictionary half as much when I’m reading an assignment. Partially, it’s been nice to see my loved ones again and even to be back in my familiar apartment with my awesome roommate. However, every so often things come back to me. It rained the other day, and I remembered standing on the roof of the guest house listening to thunder in the distance and feeling the cool, refreshing raindrops falling after so long. I was listening to some Qawwali the other day, and I was reminded of the proximity of the actual singers when they came to our institute, or coming across a group of musicians at the Residency’s small shrine.
I also sort of miss the rickshaws, especially when I had to carry my first load of groceries back to my apartment.
I’m not sure when I’ll be back. I have ideas and I have hopes, but there are absolutely no promises.
But now here I am, and my responsibility is to take what I’ve learned and implement those lessons as I go forward. Thanks to everyone who has been reading this blog through the summer. When I go back to India next, expect continued updates!
