Just realized that Triforce would make a totally...
This morning I opened a Swedish newspaper for the first time in six months, and was greeted with this: Earlier this year, Sweden sent 3.3 kilograms of plutonium to USA, confidentially of course. The minister of foreign affairs claims that the US promised to not use the plutonium for military purposes, though there is nothing in the “contract” which says they have to keep their...
So … Jesus died, then came back to life, in the SAME body?– It’s hard to explain to people who were brought up Buddhist that not everyone is reincarnated in the same way. Most of my students now think Jesus was a zombie. From conversation-class at LIT, just after Easter.
Counting the weeks
In two days I will have one month left to spend in India. In six days my deadline for applying to uni will have passed. In an hour I have to leave this comfortable room to take responsibility for my prior engagements, and in forever I will forget what I’ve learned from this place, how it has changed me. It has ripped my heart in and out of my chest more times than what is imaginable, and kept me...
Homesickness - pros and cons
Things I can’t do in Gothenburg: Have banana lassi. Go for walks on mountains. Play with street dogs. Talk to strangers. Have dangerous staring contests with monkeys. Buy papaya in the vegetable market. Get a red dot on my forehead with out it being weird. Play chess with Woser. Try Tibetan cheese. Think of a bus ride as an adventure. Look up at a clear night sky full of stars. ...
One thousand and one lives
Funnily enough the “westerners” are more inclined to taking offence at you not believing in their religion than the people who actually have it rooted into their culture. I can’t even count all of the hippie-come-find-yourself people I’ve met here who secretly snicker at me not knowing better when I confess I don’t believe in reincarnation. Never in my wildest dreams...
To Olivia: Some people just make you smile.
I hope you arrive safely in Delhi, and that you find a good place to spend the night. Hugs, love and lots of momos.
Indian carrots are pink :D
Typical phone conversation with my mum
Mum: I'm on the other line with 'insert name of friend' so I have to go soon, but how are you?
Me: I'm good Mum, but I can't talk for much longer anyway because it's expensive to call from India.
Mum: Have you gotten over your jet lag?
Me: Yes Mum, but as I said I can't talk too long.
Mum: No I know. I hope you sleep well. Hugs and kisses.
Me: You too mum, good night.
Mum: My friend says hi.
Me: Oh, tell her hi back. But I really have to go now.
Mum: Tell your manager I said hi too, ok?
Me: She'll be happy to hear from you Mum. I love you. Bye.
Mum: I love you too. Are you healthy?
Me: Yes Mum.
Mum: Remember to only drink filtered water.
Me: Of course Mum.
Mum: And don't eat the stuff they sell on the streets, it has been out in the sun the whole day.
Me: I know Mum.
Mum: You know, it's really expensive to call from India, you really should be more mindful of how much time you spend on the phone, hun.
Me: I know.
Mum: Well good night sweetie, we all miss you.
Me: I miss you too, good night Mum.
Don't talk to strangers
Naturally I was naïve enough to get scammed on my way trough Delhi. Fortunately though, I didn’t loose all of my money (only half), and I only got groped on public transport once. There was this time in Haridwar, when no-one spoke English, and I had no idea where to go … I seriously thought that would be the end of me. I try not to think too much about all that happened on my trip up...
I guess I should be more nervous, or excited, though there’s not really much to say. Everything I’ve planned for during the last couple of months is now about to unfold, and I still feel like a cyberman. I’m not even worried about going trough Delhi on my own anymore, though I probably should be (just for the sake of self-preservation). Granted I am very tired, and I’ve...
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Dear mr. Gustaf
I’m going to miss how you always demand what you want as opposed to asking for it, as though your will was law. I’m going to miss your way of making everyone notice you when you walk into a room and how you leave half your coat of fur on me when ever you’ve used my lap to rest. I’m going to miss how you bite me when I pet you the wrong way. Farewell my sweet little kitten,...