For all the academic work I haven’t been doing this semester, I am now making it ALL up for in these last few weeks. I also haven’t been sleeping very well for two reasons. One of the reasons I just killed while typing this sentence. If you could become a karate kid by zapping mosquitoes from the air, I’d be the karate queen! The second reason is because I watched Black Swan the other day. Pretty much one of the best movies I’ve seen in a long time, but actually that whole evil twin thing is really freaky. So last night when I was attempting to fall asleep, and the top of my toilet exploded, (literally—like I went to my bathroom and it was just there on the floor) I immediately jumped to the conclusion that my evil doppelganger was out to get me.
Also, I can now count my mosquito bites in Hindi. But I can only count up to ten in Hindi so I can’t have anymore than that…which I may. I also now have red polka dots on my bedroom walls. See, the walls in my room are white. But when you kill misquotes they squirt red. Hence, I’m decorating! Moreover (big transition word that college professors hate), I found out the chances of getting malaria in Delhi are extremely low. It only sucks because at least when I was running around my room at 11 at night killing mosquitoes with scrunched up wads of TP, I figured I was saving my health. But now, from an outside perspective, I just look crazy. Like a cat on catnip chasing one of those red laser lights.
Good news is I now know the importance of food. Had Delhi Belly Extreme while my Aunt and Dad were visiting, and didn’t want to eat food for 4 days. Finally I had to force down some roti and dal. I also now know when you’re death sick, you don’t want Indian food. You want American-Jew food. Like matzo ball soup. Which, I do have, but am saving for Passover sedar that my friend and I are gonna improvise on this Friday. No shank bone. Vegetarian house. Better news, my Hindi teacher wants us to put together a little talent show this Thursday in honor of Easter. So same friend and I, very much in honor of Easter, are asking the four Passover questions in Hindi. Here they are:
And best news, even though I shouldn’t speak too soon, is in all the time I haven’t really been doing academic work here…I’ve been writing. Not just blogging, but writing. And now I have a novel-length Microsoft word something on my hard drive to show for it. So I’m a novelist, just the starving artist, unpublished kind!
Also, I can now count my mosquito bites in Hindi. But I can only count up to ten in Hindi so I can’t have anymore than that…which I may. I also now have red polka dots on my bedroom walls. See, the walls in my room are white. But when you kill misquotes they squirt red. Hence, I’m decorating! Moreover (big transition word that college professors hate), I found out the chances of getting malaria in Delhi are extremely low. It only sucks because at least when I was running around my room at 11 at night killing mosquitoes with scrunched up wads of TP, I figured I was saving my health. But now, from an outside perspective, I just look crazy. Like a cat on catnip chasing one of those red laser lights.
Good news is I now know the importance of food. Had Delhi Belly Extreme while my Aunt and Dad were visiting, and didn’t want to eat food for 4 days. Finally I had to force down some roti and dal. I also now know when you’re death sick, you don’t want Indian food. You want American-Jew food. Like matzo ball soup. Which, I do have, but am saving for Passover sedar that my friend and I are gonna improvise on this Friday. No shank bone. Vegetarian house. Better news, my Hindi teacher wants us to put together a little talent show this Thursday in honor of Easter. So same friend and I, very much in honor of Easter, are asking the four Passover questions in Hindi. Here they are:
Why is this night different from all other nights:
यह शाम दुसरे शामों से क्यों अलग है
On all other nights we eat leavened bread or matzah and on this night we eat only matzah:
सभी अन्य रातों पर हम रोटी ख़मीरवाला या matzah खाते हैं, और इस रात को हम ही matzah खाते हैं.
On all other nights, we don't dip our food even once, and on this night we dip twice:
सभी अन्य रातों पर, हम अपने भोजन में एक बार भी नहीं डुबकी करते हैं, और इस रात को हम दो बार डुबकी.
Why is it that on all other nights we eat all kinds of herbs, but on this night we eat only bitter herbs?
Why is it that on all other nights we eat all kinds of herbs, but on this night we eat only bitter herbs?
ऐसा क्यों है कि सभी अन्य रातों पर हम जड़ी बूटियों के सभी प्रकार के खाने के लिए, लेकिन इस रात को हम केवल कड़वी जड़ी बूटीखाते हैं?
Why is it that on all other nights we eat either sitting or reclining, but on this night we eat in a reclining position?
ऐसा क्यों है कि सभी अन्य रातों पर हम खाने या तो बैठे याreclining, लेकिन इस रात को हम एक reclining स्थिति मेंखाया?
