chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: November 2010
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Saturday, November 6, 2010. I thought I had begun my fellowship with no expectations, with a clear, open mind, but really, that was not the case. Once I got to my project sight, I realized I had been imagining myself doing Swades. Involving big muscles, big bucks, and big technological and political knowledge. Guess how many of those things I have? None I did, however, bring a certain sense of determination and ambition, and some very silly subconscious daydreams. Note: Mu...
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: Dear India,
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-india.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Monday, December 13, 2010. How do you manage to cram so many people in one country; so many people that there is no concept of private space, that I can’t help but offer my lap to the old grandma determined to fit into an overfilled auto, that even going to take a shit is a social event? How is it that when I’m walking through a sea of peopleI feel so alone? How come I don’t see very much of you in me? When will I stop referring to your people as ‘them’? India, in you I ho...
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: February 2011
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Thursday, February 17, 2011. The rooster crows about a half an hour before the sun actually rises, and I somewhat resent it every morning for being so unpunctual. In romanticized versions of country life, the rooster is supposed to crow exactly at the crack of dawn, but this rooster seems to be in a slightly different time zone. Of Anita Akka making rotis for her sister’s lunch in the fields and the slushing of water spilling out of plastic pots balanced on womenR...
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: November 2009
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Sunday, November 29, 2009. While hunting for snowpants (don't you miss those? Hats, mittens, post-apocalyptic gas masks, and other cold-weather related seasonal contraband, we stumbled upon a most educational toy. But my dearest sister, why are you so sad? Meat in Basket" is one of the most amazing discoveries I've made in recent weeks. What's next? Meat in Bucket", "Meat on Rollercoaster", "Meat in Meat", or "Meat in Well with accompanying pulley system"? Let me explain&#...
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: Escaping Muscular Humanitarianism
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2010/11/escaping-muscular-humanitarianism.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Saturday, November 6, 2010. I thought I had begun my fellowship with no expectations, with a clear, open mind, but really, that was not the case. Once I got to my project sight, I realized I had been imagining myself doing Swades. Involving big muscles, big bucks, and big technological and political knowledge. Guess how many of those things I have? None I did, however, bring a certain sense of determination and ambition, and some very silly subconscious daydreams. Note: Mu...
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: Anita’s Story: The Power of the Collective
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2011/07/anitas-story-power-of-collective.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Tuesday, July 19, 2011. Anita’s Story: The Power of the Collective. Note: Names have been changed. It is much easier and safer to choose not to participate and thereby, escape the daggers of wagging tongues. So what is the solution to ameliorate this all-pervasive mentality that oppresses women at every step of their lives? This is a lovely story! I really hope you write more now that you have frequent computer/email access. August 7, 2011 at 11:50 PM. Seeds of the Gourd.
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: December 2009
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Sunday, December 27, 2009. Caffeine, my lover. I love you most in my mother's milk tea, spiced with saffron and cardamom, paired with digestive biscuits from Devon Ave. And always hot enough to burn the roof of my mouth. At times, I dip the biscuits a little too long in the cup and the rest of biscuit resurfaces, only half intact, and the other half disintegrated at the bottom. I should have noticed the "decaf" label. Don't ever leave me. Sunday, December 20, 2009. So I ma...
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: July 2010
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Saturday, July 17, 2010. The humility and comfort felt in worship that brings your head literally to the ground. Beyond that, I don't know what I think about God(s). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Although it may look like I am a tortoise in my photograph, I am not. Photographs can be misleading. View my complete profile. I waste my time on these sites. Seeds of the Gourd. E*, she's lovely.
chummilu.blogspot.com
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable: July 2011
http://chummilu.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html
Plastic Wrapped and Disposable. Tuesday, July 19, 2011. Anita’s Story: The Power of the Collective. Note: Names have been changed. It is much easier and safer to choose not to participate and thereby, escape the daggers of wagging tongues. So what is the solution to ameliorate this all-pervasive mentality that oppresses women at every step of their lives? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Although it may look like I am a tortoise in my photograph, I am not. Photographs can be misleading. Seeds of the Gourd.
