agnieska, roof top of guesthouse, varanasi, 29th march 2012 |
the gravy was from agnieska and her grandmother. Or better
say her grandmothers forests mushroom. from polan. the bread from the german
bakery. in india.
my father would be proud of me. he would be. the dumblings
had the perfect mixture. Outside a bit week so you can perfectly cut it in
half, inside a bit dry so it soaks up the creamy gravy.
It is my last day in varansi. I decided to leave early and
rescue myself to goa. 2 days journey at least, 1500 ruppees too much and no air
conditioning in the mean time.
lizzard, roof top of guesthouse, varanasi, 29th march 2012 |
Two lizzards are fighting. The big one and the small one. small
one doesn’t catch any insects today, the big one is on the go.
the small one is annoyed, hangs downwards and looks into the empty space. all the bugs are the other way.
the small one is annoyed, hangs downwards and looks into the empty space. all the bugs are the other way.
Miwosh, roof top of guesthouse, varanasi, 29th march 2012 |
Varanasi was not the best place for my work as a journalist.
Maybe, not for me. One project did not work out because the guy wanted to have
money, the other one was too conflicted within internal neighborhood disagreements,
another one because of a lack of communication and admittance of the lack and
the last one broke down because. I don’t know.
Emotional involvement in the last thing you are allowed
within journalistic work. being distant and controlled is an important subject
matter. Being that or at least the trial of that allows you to step back and
not get hurted. Or affected or asking unreasonable parts.
That’s the theory.
legs, roof top of guesthouse, varanasi, 29th march 2012 |
praying to god or any god is very difficult for me. coming
from a strong katholic (a as probably 99 % in my area) I grew up with the idea of a higher power. natural as it is, but coming from a very analytic education i step back and see
it more as a depending on the context fantastic institution. which keeps people
in a very systematic way together. which god I do not care.
and in between I believe in something like destiny. and the
greater idea everything is for the best. as it should be. So maybe not too far
away what hindusimus should teach u.
rooftop, roof top of guesthouse, varanasi, 29th march 2012 |
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