Life at the PG has been busy of late. I don’t get to blog as often as I would like because the internet doesn’t work half the time. And when it does, the speed is so slow that I suffer from slowitis just waiting for the page to load. There are now a few girls […]
I started this post with too many images in my head. None of which wanted to form themselves into words on the screen. Life here in the PG has been eventful, as always. In the morning, just a little after 7, when I am exercising, there is the alarming sound of someone trying to force […]
I love spicy food. Amend. I love food. And I also love spicy food. I came to the PG today, and made myself noodles in a cup with the caretaker’s wife being kind enough to give me hot water. Apart from me, there seem to be 2 other girls who occupy this PG. The rest […]
I have realized that people LOVE lists. We love to figure out the top ways to do something. I am not sure why, but I think we like to remind ourselves that we can count. Somewhere in the dead corners of our minds, we feel proud if we can cross off ‘lists’ and to-do things […]
Have you ever slept on a bed with the plastic sheets still covering the mattress? Now, I can cross that off my bucket list. Here’s what the bed is like. I think I am a 4-foot pixie, but I look gargantuan for the size of this bed. Anyone who is a little over 5-feet might […]
It sounds grand writing like this. At the end of another working day, I drive down 3.5km instead of 35km, and there I am. The road seems dustier than ever before. I park the car in front, the road leads to nowhere. In front, furious construction for some more identical multi-storied monsters that house these […]
It’s all very quaint and Victorian. We don’t call them PG for Women. Or men. It’s PG for Gents. And PG for Ladies. The “gents” in question live in some slovenly conditions. The ladies, it seems, are a little better. But they remain squashed. Sharing a little room with 3 or 4, and calling it […]