are we narcissistic or...

hyderabad
hot grubby and chocabloc...
long walks, great food, easy heat

heading south tomorrow to we're not sure where...
we have to decided to rotate roughly clockwise around this vast country...
though this might change... because...
FREEDOM, FREEDOM, WE HAVE SO MUCH FREEDOM
many many people would wholly envy our freedom...
because we have so much time its infinite...
and this country is so big its infinite...
so we have time to go anywhere
which is almost too much freedom
and its tough to not let the freedom sit on us and stop us from acting...
to cloak
to stifle our action
for there are so many possibilities we could spend forever working out which one is best
so we might as well go with impulse... south

i always say its good to be tall... but, in a tuk tuk, with their covered tops, where you have to stoop to see anything, it really ain't so great... in fact its a pest... and i would grow my neck like a giraffe ... except

except i am already do-do-doing the eurindian head nobble... cos i come from a land where you nod your head to say yes... and i'm in a land where they wobble their head in [what i take to be] an affirmative... though there is plainly a whole language to the gesture of the head wobble, of which i know nothing... yet i have instantly caught the wobble, which i don't understand anyway, but haven't got rid of the lifelong nod... meaning i do this diagonal all-over-the-place headshake which means nothing to anyone... so i have become mr headtwitchtic headnobble... and the poor Indians have even more reason to stare at me uncertainly... in fact some of them look ... constantly apprehensive i am about to do SOMETHING ELSE THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND

so, looking at that giant concrete metal plastic heath- robinson contraption in the middle of the road, i think ...well, if you took someone who is not a engineer and gave them a pile of concrete, iron girders and large thick sheets of plastic... and asked them to make a model of a giant squid... then it might well look like that

are we narcissistic or...

is everyone staring at us?

well they might be... in fact they are... especially in streets and markets but also in cafes and restaurants ... and, out at the somewhat grand golconda fort, i looked up at the ramparts and, everyone was staring at us... it was very a movie scene ... people walk past us in a devious swerve so their friends can photograph them seemingly next to us
and everywhere we go, yes they are staring at us, children come out of their houses to better stare at priscilla... who is getting blonder by the daylight hour...
so are we narcissistic, well at least one of us might be but, yes, everyone is staring at us

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