There are very few times when I wish I had either a big brawny boyfriend or brother or friend, who would bring his other big brawny friends and beat the shit out of someone for me. And then I think, I’m not one of those women, and I should be feminist enough to deliver justice on… Continue reading
Remember how annoyingly secretive I was being about something in the previous posts about my goals, as if anybody is really following my process? Even though I basically did include it in the list of my goals right at the beginning, and there was little reason therefore to be superstitious about it!? The goal for… Continue reading A Traveler and a Tourist Walked into a Bar
There were four goals in May that I completed but did not yet blog about. One of them I will not reveal just yet. There is a corresponding secret goal attached to it for the month of June. And I will reveal the big secret once I have no need for superstitious secrecy. The other goal… Continue reading Step by Step
Goal: Talk to someone I haven’t spoken to a while for 21st May I spoke to one of my best best friends after years. I can’t remember when we last spoke on the phone before this, and it’s close to nine years since we last met. Last I remember of him was he and his cousin leaving… Continue reading Smiles, from miles away
Goal: Eat a new cuisine for 19th May. On 19th May, we went to Samarkand. For lunch we were served Uzbeki food made without meat. Along with their delightful bread, the obi-non, we were served plov – which is much the same as Pulau (the Indian rice dish) but with more oil than I’d like, something… Continue reading Uzbeki Vegetarian?
Goal: Swim for 17th May I had to alter this goal. I intended to take a dip in the swimming pool of our hotel – City Palace in Tashkent. When I went to enquire about the pool timings etc., the receptionist referred to another man – maybe her boss – who said something to her… Continue reading When in drought
Completed Goal: Spa Day for 13th May Friday. After dropping Barima and Simba at my aunt’s, my mom and I had time and opportunity to head to the beauty parlour. Leaving my old granny alone at home is out of the question, although I have left Simba alone in my room many times. In case… Continue reading Spa-la-la-la