The Cardamom Peeler's Wife

A take on Ondaatje's poem and my "nom de guerre" - though my only claim to resistence is this blog: A text(ile)quilt, made up of pieces on politics and pop, style and theory, tidbits of thoughts on the Indian diaspora and migration, and stories on living in Los Angeles - for now -(bye bye Brussels!)

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

so funny to remember myself to myself

Wow, I haven't been on this blog for nearly 3 years and it is so funny to read my old posts and remember myself to myself. I had such a ...

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Victoria's oh so boring Secret and my oh so boring Syndrome

Last week I found out that I have poly-cystic ovary syndrome. I sort of knew I did...but I sort of forgot, after being diagnosed of it over ...

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Mugabe, heat waves, euro 2008, joy and mango ice cream

1. Mugabe : why or why can't we get him out. The hypocrisy of the SA gvt, (well Mbeki, really, because even that thug Zuma has spoken ou...

Friday, May 09, 2008

An Eighties Song for Every Moment of Life

Work is intense and low-wage member do not equal glamour (which, I admittedly I got a taste of in Brussels - between crazy dinners with Azer...

Monday, May 05, 2008

The End is Near...

I've been working 14-15 hour days for the last 2+ weeks, and some weekend thrown in there as well. Sometime last week I was informed thi...

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