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I'm alive, I'm around but not online around. :-( I'm just so tremendously busy. Running around on a treadmill for most of the week until I slump into bed with exhaustion and then wake up early, worrying about everything I still have to do. Mostly preparation for the endless amount of teaching that have been foisted onto me. But also finishing my book (one good moment last Thursday: I sat down to work on the book, opened the document in Word, and suddenly realised I didn't have to type! I had the manuscript in draft complete before me and just needed to take up a pencil and start on revisions! That was a good moment.)
I've rediscovered Bollywood, always the comfort of my heart and the one thing I like watching slumped in front of the TV/DVD player (that's not football). It is vegging supreme. I saw Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna on Sunday and yesterday; t'younger son enjoyed it so much he continued watching on his own; and even t'sceptical h joined in for the last 2 hours. It starts out being cringemakingly silly but the last hours are really heartwarming and very well acted, and the film makes you think, and I like that. It is serious about marriage and about love, and nobody does romance like the Indians do romance! There's that oft-cited linguistic myth (fact?) about the Inuit, that they have 372 words for snow, but I don't know any language with as many words for love as Hindi. Also, whoa, although I have seen many Bollywood films with intense eroticism, wet sari dances galore and so forth, this is the first one I've seen that has actual sex in it. Whoa. It quite spun my head. Apparently, this film is controversial in India as it treats an adulterous relationship. But then, after some googling, I also found out that Hindi films have been treating adulterous relationships since the year dot.
Anyway, back to the grindstone. Finished preparing 2 teaching sessions for tomorrow, did the winding-and-finding of videos for teaching on Friday and Monday, now will do cooking for tonight plus for tomorrow as tomorrow I shall be so shattered after five (!) hours of teaching that I won't be able to see straight, and then I'm off to gamelan.
I am re-reading Jane Austen's Northanger Abbey for the 18th time. This is proof that I am stressed. Jane Austen is my supreme comfort food. Also, how could I forget Austen in my quest for comic novels? She is the queen of comic novel writers. Every single word of Austen is delicious. I love her so much.
It's my birthday on Friday. I will be 44.
I've rediscovered Bollywood, always the comfort of my heart and the one thing I like watching slumped in front of the TV/DVD player (that's not football). It is vegging supreme. I saw Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna on Sunday and yesterday; t'younger son enjoyed it so much he continued watching on his own; and even t'sceptical h joined in for the last 2 hours. It starts out being cringemakingly silly but the last hours are really heartwarming and very well acted, and the film makes you think, and I like that. It is serious about marriage and about love, and nobody does romance like the Indians do romance! There's that oft-cited linguistic myth (fact?) about the Inuit, that they have 372 words for snow, but I don't know any language with as many words for love as Hindi. Also, whoa, although I have seen many Bollywood films with intense eroticism, wet sari dances galore and so forth, this is the first one I've seen that has actual sex in it. Whoa. It quite spun my head. Apparently, this film is controversial in India as it treats an adulterous relationship. But then, after some googling, I also found out that Hindi films have been treating adulterous relationships since the year dot.
Anyway, back to the grindstone. Finished preparing 2 teaching sessions for tomorrow, did the winding-and-finding of videos for teaching on Friday and Monday, now will do cooking for tonight plus for tomorrow as tomorrow I shall be so shattered after five (!) hours of teaching that I won't be able to see straight, and then I'm off to gamelan.
I am re-reading Jane Austen's Northanger Abbey for the 18th time. This is proof that I am stressed. Jane Austen is my supreme comfort food. Also, how could I forget Austen in my quest for comic novels? She is the queen of comic novel writers. Every single word of Austen is delicious. I love her so much.
It's my birthday on Friday. I will be 44.