Yesterday was the first time India felt really real again. Spent the day sightseeing and trekking through the heat just to experience bits and pieces of Delhi all over again.
Time with Greg has been good fun and it is so lovely to be here with a familiar face. We’ve shared memories of UNC, Indonesia and now India.
Tonight, I’m off to Rishikesh. My stay will be brief but I’m looking forward to seeing a new place and a bit cooler weather.
“Perhaps it’s true that things can change in one day. That a few dozen hours can affect the outcome of whole lifetimes. And that when they do, those few dozen hours, like salvaged remains of a burned house–the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture–must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. Preserved. Accounted for. Little events, ordinary things, smashed and reconstituted. Imbued with new meaning. Suddenly they become the bleached bones of a story.” – Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
[Photos: Delhi life for now//Grace Farson]