After a long trip back home, and a couple of days of getting over jet lag, I am finally back in the saddle, at the University.
- America’s pretty nice, with hot showers, green grass and all, and the trip to India was refreshing.
- I lost a shoe in transit, and got real close to hating myself in LA, when, after almost 30 hours of not having a shower it seemed to me that it is a no brainer to have showers in Airports.
- The best part about the vacation, though, was that I was more or less off of the Internet. That is a feeling I had almost forgotten – life without the Internet to distract and entertain me. Needless to say, I have a lot of catching up to do, on many fronts.
- I have f-spot up and running again, but with 495 or so pictures, it is gonna be a while before I get them uploaded somewhere. In fact, after a discussion with a close friend on the subject of the pain involved in looking through the gazillion vacation snaps friends like to show off, I might just put up a few select ones, and save the rest for posterity.
- I had great fun meeting old friends/seniors at Mumbai. I didn’t see any of Mumbai, but I did see the faces I wanted to. Nothing can beat the feeling of being within seeing and hearing distance of old, intelligent friends.
- One great moment of weakness I had while I was in India, one that shook me from my foundations and had me gasping for breath was when I went to the place in Bangalore where they sell DVDs for the equivalent of $2.50 per dvd. Some of the DVDs had 4 movies each on them, and some titles were extremely interesting. I was reeling, still, when we left the shop, and I was thinking about going back later for two reasons. One was that if I had started buying then, I would pretty much have lost a fortune – I mean, at that price, what is to stop me from buying too many of them? The other was that I wanted to think about whether I wanted to reward copyright violators and snatch away that teeny-weeny bit of money from movie makers and artists. I am talking about movies that are never shown in theatres ’round the corner – the ones that are made for film festivals, for the sake of art. I never thought I’d be one to experience such moral dilemma, but I did.
Somehow, I had a feeling that if I wrote this post using a bulletted list, I could get you to read through till the end 😉