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February 4, 2008}. I have many photographs.I have little droplets of ideas about great large things to write about.I saw a child in a posh cafe sitting so quite while his pedenatic father who talked business with a white man.The white man occasionally asked the boy. Inane questions in a sickly friendly voice meant for kids. I thought that would be worth a post. I made a film. I went to Bangalore and had some fun. Anonhumanfemale @ 6:21 am [filed under Life. Still bad at moods? Can someone offer help?
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January 17, 2008} 2008. 2007 wasn’t the best year of my life. It wasn’t the worst.But it had moments of both. There were moments I felt like this is how I want to be and live and that I am acting in my own dream. There were moments when i just lay in a dingy hostel room, my cosy home room,hotel rooms and cried uncontrollably of lonliness, hurt, confusion. But the list of awesome things I did include. 1 I said I want to go to Kashmir and I went in two days. 4 Things I can’t say here. January 19, 2008 at 4...
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China brew | Anonhumanfemale's Weblog
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March 17, 2008} China brew. I remember Lhasa.july 2007. Even then I saw it coming.Because everything was so quiet and so abnormally normal. The Barkhor Square is the Tibetan heartland .It has the holiest temple for the Buddhists – The Jokhang. A man was playing a traditional instrument. A large crowd was gathered around him.The police came and shooed him away.They were afraid of crowds. But the man seemed used to being shooed away and the police and him laughed . Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Create a free...
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WHAM | Anonhumanfemale's Weblog
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October 6, 2008} WHAM. The last time I met a guy who didn’t expect me to sleep with him the first time. And still didn’t call me prudish or say sthing totally stupid like I really want to make love to you. And understood that i would rather go slow like in college in bases. And who I’d actually want to DATE. Has a place in my memory where the neurons are ageing. Anonhumanfemale @ 4:33 pm [filed under Love. Keep scribbling – its good to see you write. October 6, 2008 at 6:29 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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February 6, 2008}. While shooting a story on the eviction of hawkers , I ended up in a dilapidated decaying complex. Shops here sold scrap, old laptops,antiques,fish, anything one can think of and birds. I had birds when I was a child and seeing birds instantly transports me to worlds of innoccence and such intense love for these little creatures. Anyway, my emotions told me I must get the owner into trouble. I asked him if he had macaws. I said I would thinking I would bringthe cameras. Though my heart ...
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April 24, 2008}. One day i will be a writer and i will act on stage.i will make a living till then. Anonhumanfemale @ 10:36 am [filed under Life. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Hungover Saturday mornoon | Anonhumanfemale's Weblog
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February 9, 2008} Hungover Saturday mornoon. Power point presentation in front of a crowd or filming some stupid thing. But who gives a shit. You just do your best and go drinking in the evening. I resolve not to write sad posts anymore! In my diary that I kept for many years I always took to writing when I was sad. That means my sadness is so well recorded. And rare moments of extreme excitement – usually to do with boys I recorded with explicit details. So those are the only recordsI have.
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Bombay dreams | Anonhumanfemale's Weblog
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April 9, 2008} Bombay dreams. I am finally a real journalist.🙂. Anonhumanfemale @ 9:43 am [filed under Journalism. Vada Paun, Hiranandani, local trains, Marine drive… Bombay rocks. Have a great time. April 12, 2008 at 6:07 pm. WELL i hope so:). April 14, 2008 at 6:34 am. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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March 23, 2008}. I’ve learnt this year that your hands can never be cleaned of the blood and sweat of others who didn’t deserve to be where they are. No , don’t run away, It’s a small story. Listen. I went to a free Tibet protest the other day. They screamed , they cried for their parents in Tibet who they were afraid to contact, in case the Chinese government found out. (They are quite arbit in their arresting routines anyway). Long Live the Dalai Lama . Who is the killer? CHINA Who is the butcher?