Saturday, 15 November 2008
Again it's chaparty, and i'LL CRY IF i WANTO
I REALLY WANT TO CRY...i GUESS THAT IS PART OF TRAVELLING, IT HAS TAKEN 4 HOURS ON POT HOLE ROADS...TO GET TO MANDANAPALLE...OY IT IS WAY OUT THERE...THE HOTEL- NO SHOWERES ONLY BUCKETS...HOT WATER OR WARM WATER FROM 5AM TO 11...WELL WE WILL FIND OUT TOMORROW. i AM SHARING THE BED WITH A COCKROACH...AND i COULD DIE...THE INTERNET CAFE IS ACROSS THE ROAD AND THE LETTERS ARE OUT OF CONTROL...DON'T KNOW WHEN THEY ARE CAPITALS OR SMALL ONES! i HAVE NOT SEEN A WESTENER...IT IS SO DARKEST DEEPEST iNDIA, i THINK i AM A BIT SCARED AND NOT SURE WHETHER i CAN LAST MORE THAN 2 DAYS...SPEAK AFTER dARSHAN....
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You write so well! I am screaming with laughter. And its brightening up a dull London day.
M
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