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October 31st, 2014

Unmarried mother? So how did you get pregnant, then? Were you raped?

JUST READ THIS UNBELIEVABLE NONSENSE…

This is one of the most ludicrous and downright incomprehensible statements I have ever heard – and that, too, in a country where, sad to say, we read all kinds of sexist, misogynist rubbish. If you want proof positive of what I have just said about sexist rubbish, then all you have to do is enter the word “khap” in the search box in the top right hand corner of my blog, and you will have a whole slew of lunatic decisions made by men about

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October 30th, 2014

Hello, Madam, how old are you?

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Before I tell you how I answered that question, let me get something off my chest.

2 weeks ago, I lay the blame at the door of the army for my poor running times, thanks to all the fabulosity going on at India Gate, all of which inevitably slows me down to a gawping standstill.

This time round, I blame the cops, fairly and squarely, for the fact that my running times are so consistently slow.

This morning it was the turn of the police – well, the CRPF to be precise – the Central Reserve Police Force – who [...]

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October 29th, 2014

One of Those Days, in both the bad and good sense of the word

Bad bits first

“It never rains but it pours” goes the old aphorism, and today it has been (metaphorically) pouring down in my little world.

Himmat was discharged from hospital yesterday and his platelet count is slowly going up. Which is, of course, the signal for young Suraj to go down with dengue. He is now the 3rd person in the household to get it, so we have serious cause for concern.

Then the driver inadvertently reversed my car over Tommy, my ridiculously fluffy white street dog, so he’s now all bandaged up and feeling rather sorry for himself.

So, [...]

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October 27th, 2014

And another tick for that bucket list (plus oodles of happy hormones)

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A full month earlier than scheduled, theoretically totally under-prepared, but buoyed up my the companionship of my fab running girls, I ran my first ever half marathon this morning.

And if you ever doubted the existence of a runner’s high…well, trust me, it exists.

Totally.

Let me give you the back story (and yes, I’ll be brief, for all of you non-runners out there, yawning away in boredom already…)

I started running a year ago, part of a 10 week programme aimed at getting women on their feet and running, and we went from Couch to 6km, as our group [...]

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October 23rd, 2014

Diwali Mubarak!

We are having a very quiet Diwali this year, since Himmat is feverish and so we reluctantly we had to cancel our annual rooftop party. We shall sit up on our roof terrace though, and watch the night sky light up over Delhi, which is always an amazing spectacle.

Totally noisy, totally polluting, and totally unbelievably completely OTT-ly fabulous.

(Remind me of this tomorrow, when I crib about going out running in what will be mega-pollution tomorrow morning…)

But for tonight at least, Diwali is, without doubt, the most spectacular night of the year, and I absolutely love it.

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October 22nd, 2014

Meet the mattress-fluffer-up-wala

I read an article in the Huffington Post recently about runners obsessively sharing all the joys and the highs and the lows and the statistics of their running, so enthused and happy-hormone-d out are they. So I shall cunningly try and disguise all the running-y news in this post with some genuine non-running snippets.

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So here’s the thing…having inveighled my way into a fab run this coming Sunday morning, I now need to run a lot this week.

As in a lot.

As in Sunday’s run is actually a half marathon.

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October 21st, 2014

Photo of the day. It’s Diwali. Well, almost.

Our (possibly-rather-vulgar) fairy lights are up as of tonight, and I feel a new person as a result.

So much bling, so little time.

But the house does look distinctly festive.

The more restrained, traditional “diyas” or lamps, will be lit on Thursday.

So pretty.

October 21st, 2014

Move over walking the talk. Enter eating the walk.

And eating the book, too.

I am in book club (x2) with a super accomplished young woman called Pamela Timms, who has just published a lovely book called “Korma Kheer and Kismet” and last night she escorted us around Old Delhi, in and out of her eating joints, meeting some of the characters from the book, and guiding us through the culinary byways of Old Delhi.

Never mind the ladies compartment in the metro, which was packed like the provebial sardine can, Old Delhi was beyond crowded and hectic last night, in the lead up to Dhanteras today, the official [...]

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October 17th, 2014

Meet the kind of Indian who gets attacked…

Here he is, dear reader. A man from the North East. The kind of man that some mindless thugs feel they must attack, on the grounds that men like this proud father – a Naga from Kigwema village – are, for example, unable to speak Kannada.

 

He really looks like a threat, doesn’t he?

If you have read my earlier blog post today – the link is above – you will realise that, yes, I am indeed angry at the ugly xenophobia against some of the loveliest people in this country.

This gentle man, who was

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October 17th, 2014

The ugly racism of Indians towards their fellow Indians

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Yet again, the evil of Indian racism has raised its ugly head.

 

2 days, 2 racists attacks…but actually, are they strictly racist?

I ask, because don’t forget that these are attacks by Indians upon fellow Indians. Oh don’t worry, the attacks on other races continue – such as the despicable attack on 3 Africans a couple of weeks ago in the Delhi metro – but the incidents of the last two days are (if it’s possible) even more shocking, because these are Indians beating up fellow citizens

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October 16th, 2014

I blame the Indian Army…

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…for my consistently lousy running times.

Seriously, it’s all their fault.

Every day I try and run to India Gate, simply because it is the most fantastic place to run to (ooh, ugly sentence construction there, Christine) but ne’er a day goes past when I don’t stop and dawdle at the sheer spectacle of it all.

Some days there is simply the honour guard – and usually someone polishing the memorial to the Unknown Soldier – but at least once a week, there is some splendiferous ceremony or rehearsal taking place.

Like this morning.

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October 16th, 2014

“What the world needs now is…”

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…more vintage and classic cars.

Yes, OK, it also needs “love, sweet love”, but let me tell you my car theory first, and see if you agree.

Think about it : have you ever in your life seen anyone glare/scowl/look angry at a vintage/classic car?

Quite.

Yesterday we drove from Chhachhrauli to Delhi, after our lovely trip to Himachal. Himmat wanted to bring his dear little MG back to Delhi, after her holiday on the farm, and so we set out – Himmat and Nar Bahadur in the Midget, and me following in my car with Suraj, who manfully handled [...]

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