Thursday, September 13, 2012

an old man's nose


9.13.12

I wake up congested, Suraksha and the family slept with Ama in room five, she comes in, no time for Uris now, let’s play Uno and she wins three out of four, I don’t understand the luck, we go up for tea and in a matter of minutes I am sneezing and my nose is running and I best stay away from the last coat of paint and all the dust stirred, in addition to the floating algae all the way from Dhaka, so it’s wash the clothes in the loo and then wash the floor, shave, and then we will say no more about it.  I could shower.

Henna in my goatee lasted a few weeks, henna on the hand should be the same. 

The room is quiet. Outside my window bed the broken door buzzer bird I remember so well last year buzzes away and it is a pretty yellow and white with a long two pointed tail bird to make such a New York apartment kind of call.  Standing at the front door fog flows by; at night with the head lamp the I note the composition of the fog, every white Bengali dot has something that makes me sniffle and itch.  The sun tries to fight its way through, the dog who was almost hanged last year for being accused of biting a neighbor barks away, chained at the banyan tree rest stop below. 

And the sneezing and the blowing continue unabated so I go up and Laxman’s friend Dig-ge arrives.  He went to the Annapurna Base Camp two years ago and lo and behold he has a bottle of rum which he shares and we finished the darn thing and my nose stopped its nonsense but there came a wicked headache and it was too ferocious to converse with two engaging Tibetan travelers who said they were Sherpas, Laxman suggested they had got their immigration papers illegally and the Sherpa caste was a front.  In any case I headed to bed and that was it.  The painters were doing their last coating, the carpenters had left, and there was just a mess, in every corner you see something that has to be cleaned or scrubbed, or rubbed, or scraped.  There’s a lot of work and it’s just right for this white dude to do. 

Once the dude’s nose clears up.

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