Sunday, June 6, 2010

Fine, Quiet, Sniffley

Tough to believe that June 3rd passed without my notice.  It marked three months since we left home.  So much has happened, and so little.  Both C and I miss you all and think of you... much more often than we write.  We're both growing, changing, learning and not getting much done.  But, as too many people say too often, "It's all good."  (Okay, some of it isn't all that good, but a great deal is.)

No big troubles (that I know of) in West Bengal.  Elections done, results in.  Village folks around here are celebrating the outcome, though I fear that changes won't be as dramatic as hoped (1)Note: That was not a comment on any political party, just on the nature of elections.  Correct me if I'm wrong, but election victories don't generally lead immediately to improvements in standard of living, do they?  Still, the joy is pretty infectious.  To us.  Not necessarily to the rest of the University community.

Everyone got to enjoy over a week with only very-occasional power outages.  I was a little disappointed when someone told me it was just for election: good-government-doesn't-turn-off-the-power-in-this-heat sort of thing. Who knows if it's true?  We did get a cut day after the election, and have had several times a day since then.  BUT, they are nowhere near as long or frequent as they had been.  AND, the last couple of days, they've all been very short.  AND, after waiting for weeks in weather reaching 47 degrees C (2), we did get our new battery which, so far, works.  That means we still have a fan even if there's no electricity. 

Though it continues to be uncomfortably hot - the temps down a bit, but humidity is way up - it rained several evenings, we missed the hurricane and Kerella reports monsoon.  That means it's on its way up here. I do hope we like it when it arrives.

Above I mentioned election victory celebrations.  Both C and I  have more to say on the subject and will do so in other posts.  For now, I was reminded today that it had been a while, plus the last entry was when I learned about the train derailment.  I hadn't realized it had been such a long time.  Right after that post, C had a short tummy thing (very short, fortunately!) and I caught a nasty cold.  Nearly all better now, C hasn't caught up on sleep (mostly it's the mosquitoes' fault) and I'm still just a little sniffley (3).

Thanks for staying in touch.  We both enjoy hearing from home (4).


1. Say what I may, I'm still just a little high from the Obama victory.
2. You can do the conversion this time, okay.  I'm tired..
3. Not as trivial as it sounds in country where tissues are both rare and considered really distasteful.  Lucky for you, I will not compose a long essay on nose blowing in India, though I've thought about it a lot recently.  (If you must satisfy your curiosity, I will tell you all about it.  In the mean time: I am my very own snot joke.
4. And it really is okay to call us (if you use Skype, cause it's not too expensive). If we're in the middle of something or asleep, we'll tell you. And we'll love that you called anyway. (Sorry we still can't use Skype from here.)

3 comments:

Maggie said...

Sweetiepie, HANKERCHEEFS! That's why G-d invented'em. And you are in the home of good cheap cotton.

I miss you SO much! Just now I am fooling with ideas of how I can keep my mom's beautiful dining table and keep it from getting messed up while avoiding tablecloths, which I don't like. I have these notions involving some antique Japanese cotton I found at a thrift shop, and I can't STAND the fact that I can't talk to you about them.

Had a good meeting with the distributor today, with another --focusing on library sales -- to come on Tuesday. And then next week I'm taking the train to Hotlanta (though not, thank G-d, as Hot as where you are) to meet with the folks from Bas Bleu. If you were here I'd figure out some way to take you with me and feed you fried green tomatoes.

Maggie said...

I'm in Atlanta, which isn't as exotic as India but is probably nearly as hot. But the hotel I'm in has KILLER air conditioning. I feel like a nicely cosseted head of lettuce. It is a crapola hotel in other ways that don't bear mentioning in your blog, but I am in love with the a/c.

I'm here to meet with the folks from Bas Bleu, and we had just the most valuable meeting this afternoon. I think there may be some very interesting things to come out of it. Though I desperately need my mother for one of them, and have no idea how to handle it without her. Anyway, I can't wait to tell you about the Bas Bleu stuff.

sRw said...

margaret-san, i hope your sojourn is living up to your hopes and expectations. i should have written sooner, be well...