I sit in Jim Jeeves, working on my short story. I feel a tap on my shoulder and find a young Indian woman with perfect eyebrows and a kind face standing behind me. She asks if she can tell me something and I oblige ( Read more... )

I have figured out where I am living at school in the fall.  I have figured out what classes I am taking at school in the fall.  I have a good campus job at school in  fall.  None of this has made the fact that I will actually be at school in the fall any more real or less frightening ( Read more... )

Yesterday's NY Times Features an article on the death of a personal friend of mine, Adwaitya.  I was lucky enough to meet him just a couple of weeks before his passing.  Please take the time to read the article.  It would mean a lot to me.

Yesterday was horrific and wonderful.  Hours spent at service, trying to make the kids repeat their own names ( Read more... )

Current temp: 102 degrees farenheit ( Read more... )

today group 2 (the "more advanced" kids- mamta, shilpa, asha, and rajan) is interrupted in the middle a review of their own names. "no school, must get ready go", bailey and i are told. "they go kotai?", we ask.  "to greet the big big VIP".  bailey and i, along with our new australian friend and fellow volunteer seita, imagine brad pitt and ( Read more... )

norah, my lovely, happy 21st birthday. i look forward to a summer of drinking legally and comparing the crazy antics of indians and panamanians ( Read more... )

just in case you were wondering, papers in india suck just as much as papers in beloit. i miss my laptop. i do, however, have the sweet sounds of bobby d to keep me company here in jim jeeves, the local internet establishment.

another annadote to wet your proverbial palette.

i take a taxi from gol park to park street where i have class because i ( Read more... )

i like having a livejournal. i like writing about random events of my day. maybe i should save them for my paper journal, but why hide them from you all?

today at service there were a few new people. one older woman with super thin blonde hair and an awful dark brown mustache stood around all day and wouldn't leave when the moshis rang the bell.  ( Read more... )

i couldn't figure out how to post pictures.  so i started a webshots account.  can you tell that i have 4 big papers due soon?  i'm glad that procrastination is not culturally altered in india

http://community.webshots.com/user/tikaache

today on my walk to the metro (through lake market, a outside wet market that provides stimulation for all senses ( Read more... )

the high from those damned bhang lassies didn't fade until the middle of service this morning. neither, in fact, did the pink powder from my body, face and hands. my hands and parts of my face are bright neon pink. my hair looks like i dyed it with kool aid. people stare and laugh even more than usual, but now they look at me with a "aww, that's ( Read more... )