12.18.2012
The aura of
inevitability states if you wear your sunglasses on top of your head long
enough you will lose them. Oakleys from
Koh Samui this past July, $163.00, or sixteen thousand rupees. Last year I lost sunglasses on average every
six weeks so considering this pair’s longevity, I’ll still miss them unless of
course the sun doesn’t come up this Friday.
I went down
to Pokhara at nine and returned to room six before four. Three bottles of wine,
Scotch whiskey, prayer flags, chocolate, flavored pretzels, pepper cashews and
a bag of peanut m and m’s that were consumed by mountain children on the way
up. I looked at all of them closer this
time, hoping to see my sunglasses on a little boy’s head, imagining having to
bargain with chocolate and money to get them back. Alas, glasses that fall on a trail are soon
picked up.
In the
dining room, Suraksha does homework, Laxman and Ram are i-phone occupied, Maya
chews on her right pinkie nail. Do I
wish I understood what they were saying?
I do sometimes but I can guess well enough and that is enough. Musa running about above the ceiling
plaster. Yesterday a black mongoose came
into the garden and took off after we made eye contact.
Maya showed me
the two liter container of fresh buffalo milk and served warm, the smoky flavor
is irresistible. I asked the nice wait staff at the Olive Café this
morning if I could get a bowl of muesli with fruit and warm buffalo milk. Sir, no, we no have, where you from? From Sarangkot a few hours ago, but of
course.
Guy is
coming in on Thursday and wants to book a room until the 25th, in
addition he wants a room for his friend also until the 25th, why am
I planning this ahead, I have no choice to concede there will probably be a
Christmas, nevertheless I hold out hope.
Coincidences, mother bleeping how am I going to explain them if I see
Christmas.
John: Joe, just one question, an honorable reply is
appreciated.
Joe: Shoot.
John: During the purgation you came into the living
room and counted the candles on the table to the left. Why?
Joe:
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When the
speakers work in the dining room we have stereo and the ten year old dancing
for an audience of three. We enjoyed a
half bar of very dark Hersheys and as the time rolled so did my yawns. Tomorrow, Thursday, what in the world am I
going to do. The kid presses cotton
swabs in hot water to the fatty deposits growing on the edge of her
eyelids. Three months she was told to
keep this up.
Laxman and I
talk about where to build a fire to stand around, I don’t know now but maybe
the party should be on Thursday because what if whatever happens on Friday it’ll
ya know, leave all this planning a stupid mute point. Talking about anything
happening on Friday is a stupid mute point for I do not wish to suffer anymore from
delusions of grandeur. So, let’s plan
the future, ok? I don’t even know where
to start. Oh right, on the 22nd
I made an appointment to have Nyima perform a puja and ask the spirit, who is
responsible for four years of madness, to get out of my head. Should I videotape it and post it? Maiti Maiti
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