Travel Blog Photos from Sitamarhi (5)
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"To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is ...
this is won't be a long entry. I can't write with nosy Indian teachers reading over my shoulder. The school feels a bit like a prison. I cannot go out after dark, after 5.30pm because it is totally unsafe even in the company of ...
hello again, i managed to sneak into the computer room, though its quite late. Does India ever sleep...? I can't. There is always loud music playing somewhere and from where it pumps out from i have no idea..there are fields just ...
I wake up this morning with the taste of dust in my mouth and the recurring, vivid dreams of riding horses in corridors interspersed with dreams of washing...a random mix. I long to be clean. I am always dusty, I want to clean my ears and ...
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