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... north alongside the slum. I just didn't feel brave enough. Let's make one thing clear here, the slums are not a problem, it was a clear and definite case of my mind working overtime. I decided to catch a rickshaw.
We negotiated a price and I climbed aboard ... and waited. I tapped the driver on the shoulder and he gave me an Indian head wobble; here we go. When ever you get an Indian head wobble it either means there pleased, they don't understand you, their ...
... putting myself under agony. I decided to maintain a steady distance ahead of the bus and thereby ensure that I make it under 2. I met a young man, whose name I do not know, had a brief conversation, he had run many halfs and one full, which he told was disastrous. Meanwhile we had reached the last three km, it is here that I started loosing my patience and was looking forward to the Finish Point. The run became little painful hereafter, with both my knees ...
... itself was magical. I was convinced that a totally quiet place on earth did not exist. I was proven wrong. There was no wind, and no wildlife. When the people were quiet, you couldn't here a single thing, which was one of the strangest experiences in my life. It's like staring at the ocean, without the sound of the waves. The vast white landscape stretches out really far, where the clear blue sky turns grey. It was almost impossible to see the difference between the horizon and the sky.
... two bedrooms, with windows
looking down on it, as well. One of these rooms had a swing bed. And I mean a double bed on a swing system! As my good luck would go, that ended up been my bed. The first floor (second, in the US), connects through a low door the house next door, which was Kinnari's factory and
studio, until she closed it, when John fell ill. It was when I saw this nearly empty house that it occurred to me to build the piece here. Kinnari was delighted, ...
... salwar kameez for Yolanda. We got ready to take off and discovered we couldn't process the motorcycle paperwork because the court was closed already on Saturday and the Notaries have gone. Also it is closed on Sunday. Then 'election days’ which kept government offices closed two more days. All this wait so we could notarize a bill of sale affidavit of dubious value.
We sure would have loved to leave sooner, but it couldn't be helped.