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"Themes of fate, morality and power overlay a subtle and essential feminism to make this lyrical book a must-read. If this is Madhavan’s first book in the Girls from the Mahabharata series, there is much to look forward to in the months to come." - Open Magazine
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2 March 2006
Last night at TC...
(Later, by the way, as I was leaving I said to him, "Dude, man, no one's ever clapped when I've danced before," and he smiled and said, "Well, you and Dee are very beautiful, why would people not clap?" Awwwwww. I heart nice boyfriends of friends. It's so much simpler than disliking them.)
> Also last night, I bumped into people I hadn't seen since I was, oh, three or four. Twins. I have a picture of them, taken then, two little girls with matching plaid dresses and spectacles and me, in the middle. They used to babysit me, apparently, they told me last night. Now we're all grown up, the plump twin has grown up into vision of beauty and delight (the skinny twin stayed skinny, but she is a vision of beauty and delight also) and we all chatted loudly and happily. It's amazing I recognised them, even though they looked at me with matching expressions of amzement when I told them who I was.
> Small's friend gave me the best back rub I have ever had. Really. By the end of it, I was purring and stretching and smiling through slit eyes. He used to be a professional masseuse (or is it masseur for men?) in Sydney, he told me, and oh. I will walk to the ends of the earth to get a good back rub. I'm a sucker for loose muscles. And that delicious pressure on the nubs of your shoulders. Mmmmmmmm.
That was such a visual description of your dance; I could see this faceless man dipping this faceless woman. And lots of faceless people clapping. =)ReplyDelete
dancing??is that the only way to win over you women??the amount of weddings that have had me red-faced cos i've had to turn down offers from girls who want to dance with me just cos i'm too shy and uncoordinated to try a little shimmy and dip, it's just not funny.ReplyDelete
seriously, have you ever tried saying no to a girl??imagine, then, how tough it must be to say no to at least two girls at every wedding who come up wanting to have this dance??plus, i'm a catholic and a goan, so the majority of weddings i ever get invited to have dancing/waltzing,me slunking away from dance floor.
looks like the tattoo has unleashed the dragon within...ReplyDelete
Damn f*cking bore....out of topics that you write such frivolous stuff now...ReplyDelete
awesome! i like the sound of your frnd's frnd. nice to have men like that around! and wow, shimmy and dip. wow!ReplyDelete
btw, what're you doing in the cafe coffee day last page but one left hand half page??
and how on earth do you allow strange annonnymouses mice to comment like that?!
me agree with 'methinks' on anonymous mice making degrading comments. if you dont want to read what CC has to write, buster, simply dont read it.ReplyDelete
kindly do not take this as an opportunity to vent your frustrations here. Spare us from it. thanks.
CC, good as always. just keep writin...
There is only one reason a man gives a backrub to a girl who isn't his friend.ReplyDelete
That's right, he wants to play chess.
i would love to go dancing like that!ReplyDelete
Teach me, won't you?
Rather, give me Dee's guy to waltz with! ;-)
sweet.... yes much much simpler tehn disliking them :PReplyDelete
Dee is here to prove thats she is not ded. You CANNOT have my purple monkey.