In venturing down a busy street in search of St. Mary’s Graveyard, I discovered that no one really knows what you are looking for when you ask or how to get there. However, they will always pretend to know and give very detailed directions. My new theory is to ask every second person for directions [...]
Archive > January 1997
Travel and Time
I sit in my sordid little room contemplating the dirty white walls and waiting. Time is such a funny thing. When you are working you never have enough of it, and when you do manage to get a day or two off you waste it by sitting around doing nothing or scurrying about in a [...]
Deja Vu and a Woman Named Susanna
Today’s walk through the Madras Fort was eerie. It touched a place inside my brain that I don’t think has ever been touched; and, as I walked around the Fort in wonder I felt as though I had done this once before. I felt like I used to go to the church for solace and [...]
The Women’s Car
I’ve definitely stayed in the city too long. It really wears on you. It’s unrelenting; the ugliness is sometimes too much. But I guess it is good to let yourself get accustomed to the worst possible situation because then you can deal with anything. I just had the most amazing train ride. For two rupees [...]
Saint Mary’s Church
The Saint Mary’s Church within the walls of the Madras Fort is a very quiet place to sit and get out of the heat. Unlike other places in Madras your left alone to do as you wish. In fact to find the church caretaker you have to search high and low! On the walls are [...]
