Category Archives: epoche

An Easter Tale

Posted on March 30, 2013 by subincontinentia

The other night I went to dinner with the neighbours here in the Deux Sevre region of southern France. I walked over there since it’s only about ten minutes away, rather briskly since the temperatures had dropped unexpectedly. As I … Continue reading →

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City of Love, my Foot

Posted on March 25, 2013 by subincontinentia

There is something both mildly unsettling and amusingly defiant about being single in Paris. True to its reputation, Paris is an incredibly romantic city. Cupids, intimate low lit bistros, cute waiters in  floor-length white aprons, all conspire to create a … Continue reading →

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A touch of the Irish

Posted on March 19, 2013 by subincontinentia

“May the roof above us never fall in, and may we friends beneath it never fall out.” Irish saying I don’t like Guinness and have a healthy fear of leprechauns, but nevertheless I joined the 29th St. Patrick’s Day Parade … Continue reading →

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2012 in review

Posted on December 31, 2012 by subincontinentia

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: 600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 3,100 views in 2012. If every person who reached the … Continue reading →

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Apocalypse life

Posted on December 31, 2012 by subincontinentia

What to do with this love that moves like immaculate conception? I will gaze into the sun without blinking Forge broadswords from abandonment Battle plans from moonlight I am without seed, or home, Without God or country, spouse or paycheck … Continue reading →

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At the end of the world we are all Delhites

Posted on December 11, 2012 by subincontinentia

The end of the world is nigh and it’s starting in New Delhi. How do I know this? I have incontrovertible evidence. I paid 250 INR for Christmas lights – a shocking price even by ‘Second Coming’ standards. I rode … Continue reading →

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The quick and easy way to learn Hindi

Posted on November 27, 2012 by subincontinentia

The following is an excerpt from the Quick and Easy Way to Learn Hindi by PT. Aditya Nand. Do let me know if you find it useful. Man:         Where is Daisy? Woman:    I don’t know Man:        You’re her mum and … Continue reading →

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This explains everything…

Posted on November 26, 2012 by subincontinentia

Why some people love India… Because when you’re on your way to a meeting, the taxi driver stops at a temple half way up a hill, parks two inches from a thousand foot drop, disappears for ten minutes, and upon … Continue reading →

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Shopping in India: where change must come from within

Posted on November 24, 2012 by subincontinentia

It took me a while to find the right coffee mug. You know, the one that feels right and has handles made for humans over six. Now, which to choose? The teddy bear holding a rose and champagne bottle or … Continue reading →

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The Delhi police, the CIA, and…me

Posted on November 4, 2012 by subincontinentia

I visualized bodacious diplomats in double-breasted suits shinnying down ropes from black helicopters, flashing their business cards and saying things like, “We’ll take it from here, ma’am.” The knock had the tone of entitlement. So I was only mildly surprised … Continue reading →

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