Entries from March 2009

March 26, 2009

Just a Shanti-Banti Soul

I shouldn’t really be blogging -  way too much work to do right now, but I had to post this picture, sent to me this morning by Anand from Chennai. He saw my photostream on flickr and sent me this message:
Its good to see your collections..
im surprised you a westerner have adapted indian culture.. its [...]

March 24, 2009

An Excuse.

Emails in the coming month,
May receive quite slow replies,
I write from within a pile of coursework,
For this sorry state, I apologise.

March 22, 2009

Namamali aged Eleven

Next month my brother will turn twelve. I can still remember the day he was born, waking up in the morning to realise my mum was already gone, and driving with a stomach full of butterflies to the hospital. He was a squished, squirming, tangle of limbs with a funny shaped head, but my sister [...]

March 16, 2009

Celebrating Spring!

Spring is bursting forth more with every day right now. I’m always reminded of this painting (detail above), ‘Spring’ by Lawrence Alma-Tadema at this time of year. The branches of blossoms you can see the people holding are everywhere, and though it’s perhaps mostly only the Hare Krishnas parading through the streets, singing and dancing, [...]

March 15, 2009

After Midnight, Birthday Thoughts.

Birthdays are funny things. They come along, regular as clockwork – that one day of the year where something is supposed to happen – something is supposed to feel different. Another year older, not necessarily wiser. It’s a day that we celebrate, for reasons I can’t quite understand. I’m always a bit uncomfortable with the [...]

March 4, 2009

Papa Don’t Preach

Still working on my radio script about kirtan this week. With each new draft I’m trying to distill what it actually is that I want people to feel and understand by listening to it.
It’s hard. Perhaps part of it comes from the difficult process of unpicking exactly why I think kirtan is so great? Do [...]

March 2, 2009

It’s Cool To Be A Krishna Girl

So Hare Krishna girls don’t smoke, don’t drink, don’t sleep around, don’t take drugs – some don’t even eat chocolate! What could they possibly do with all the spare time that’s left?
Watch my dear friends, Kalindi (mridanga drum), Rasika (karatal cymbals), Anapayini and Kumari (dancing sisters) in their rhythmic showdown. This [...]