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Some of my best friends have kids...

“It’s almost un-American at this point to say you don’t want children, especially from an image perspective,” said Ms. Min, who spoke to The Observer the day her magazine broke the news of Jennifer Lopez’s pregnancy. “It’s almost like saying you’re a communist.” And not just in America either. I remember when I was in college we had a catch all solution to any question the teachers asked - why was X thing happening in the Rennaisance? Up would go our hands - the rise of the middle classes. And the teacher would go, oh those middle classes, they've been rising forever, they just keep rising. And so they do. Nowadays I find that if I say anything on above subject (Maternal Fascism) I have to ammend by saying, "Hey, some of my best friends have kids and I love them. All I'm saying is...."

so though i got no excuse my excuse is

See - my mtnl broadband saga was a sort of interruptus in the coitus of blogging from which I never recovered. Since it's all so dependent on the photographs, I've been writing a loooooong post about Italy with all pictures, one line a week I guess. Also - please note to the right of us - I am just a nice girl with a big backlog. I am being true to myself therefore and spitting at all those who sniggeringly think it's big backside instead of big backlog. But now that this huge number of two people are demanding I write,I am feeling important. Italy post will and must be completed and will appear before I leave. Thank god I forgot to take my camera to Kathmandu otherwise my backlog would have gotten worse.

thoughts that arise from encounters with students....

"Lasch, by contrast, looked at the American and found him peering into a mirror, anxiously rating the figure staring back at him and wondering how to combat the inexplicable emptiness he felt." Not just Americans if you ask me.

So much sidetracking, So little time. Or..... Dil Mein Mere Hai Dard-e-Disco

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The only time I felt no objection to the pornography of repitition that is Indian news TV. It is not possible for me to do any work when NDTV India shows a half hour program on the making of Dil Mein Mere Hai Dard-e-Disco. I don't know if the film will be as good as Main Hoon Na - whether it will be over-referential and overworked in general. I'm rooting for it to work. What I like about this song is that it doesn't just act smart and mock other people's work, in making an ironic comment, it also seriously adds to the popular vocabulary. Oh who am i kidding. I love SRK, his baady, his goofy grin, his knowing eyes, his tongue so firmly in cheek. So does she Dard-e-disco Come on now let's go

dragonflies and dead men

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I have been trying to write - I have python deadlines which tighten as I struggle. And I am distracted by dragonflies. If you've got a window, look out and do you see how many there are nowadays? I squatted on my window sill for half an hour trying to take a picture but it's a fool's errand.They may look huge but they're fast and feckless and diaphonous after all. I never knew they could fly this high (I live on the 4th flloor and they are flying above the trees. A few days ago it was a profusion of yellow butterflies - didn't know they flew this high either. Distracted myself from work by trying to post about my time in Italy but got further sidetracked and ended up reading this somewhat amusing piece about Anonioni and Bergman in the afterlife. Not that it's all that funny - you may chuckle mildly on occasion, like at "Antonioennui" - but it's actually a more interesting way to read about two filmmakers about whom you may have already read so mu

back in the business, maybe, i think, i hope....

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I have broadband after 4 months of fighting with MTNL. I am hoping it stays on but well... And with more computer housekeeping happening, also, lovely pictures from when my friend Tara was visiting with her kids and her husband Jambi. I like it that they could come to my house and I'd been to theirs, that feeling of continuity and belonging. I also like how well trained these kids are in the massage department.The high point of the technicque is a little jiggling dance they do when they get to your bottom and believe me they don't even know the heaven this is in places like God's own country. And also how lovely they are. I do miss them.

What do you do when you don't have broadband..

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You end up with a rhapsody in blue (OR floppy disks, remember them??????) And a study in yellow (OR what on earth do you do with all those VHS tapes that doesn't make you feel wasteful, profligate and like the sole destroyer of the environment, generally adding to your bad karma????) In other words you clean,and keep encountering past technological layers of yourself, and you realise, you're getting older and older and older and this world is spinning round way too fast. Also in between meals, cleaning, reading, living, you call MTNL and try to get them to supply your addiction. They torture and withhold. You overuse dialup and run up big bills and resolve to reform. You begin to like your new internet un-addicted life. That nagging pain in your elbow starts to recede. You start thinking you really must go for a walk every day. And then. It comes back. (Capriciously, so you don't get too comfortable, sending your roots just a little bit of rain so you may suffer the summer