Yesterday I spent a day that I should have been working at home, in way of apology to the family. Through miss-communication I almost got thrown out of my house. We went out street drinking and that probably wasn't a good idea! After I'd finished work I went to meet Mandy near here studio and the plan was to hook up with her friend. We spent an hour or so drinking a couple of beers and listening to techno near the Takea (I don't know how to spell it but it means booze take-out) and then the friend said he wouldn't be meeting us. We chilled and chatted for a little longer and then some street kids came and were a bit hyper on glue, so we left. They followed us up the street playing 'touch didi's ass' until Mandy threatened to beat them up. It is hard to know what will encourage and what will subdue in these circumstances. They followed us almost all the way to South Ex so Mandy's threat mustn't have done too well.
When we got back to the house I realised I wasn't going to be back at the house before 11 if I ate. There was no chance of me not eating as I know Mandy's cook is amazing. I text the family to say that I would be later than 11 and if this was not okay I could sleep where I was. They rang and asked if I'd been drinking, and I said I had but that didn't matter, I just wanted to know if I should stay or not. We reached the language barrier of their understanding of English and so I passed the phone to Mandy. Unfortunately I hadn't told her about the 'if it's too late I'll stay here' clause. She spoke to half the family (it seemed) about my 'freedom' etc. (as far as I can surmise) and it ended in Raju phoning me again and saying "tomorrow, you pick up your stuff and take your money.' I was very worried. Not just for me and the trials of finding a new place but also for Izzy's sake. Coming back from Jaipur to find that she'd been ejected from a house would not have been nice, either that or the bad atmosphere there would have been if I'd left her on her own.
I slept at Mandy's and headed back to Govindpuri c. 11am and made my apologies. The family had phoned Preeti in the night and she must have calmed them down. She truly is a star. They explained that they worry and that they'd prefer that if I can't be back before 11 I stay out. Seemed like what I had been saying the whole night. Granny said I wasn't to see Mandy again because she is 'a dirty girl'. I don't think I'll be doing that one. She also said that my parents know that I am in India to work and so I should be coming straight back from work to home. I completely disagreed saying that my parents want me to see us much as I can while I am here, and tried to explain how much I'd spent just getting here, but that language barrier arose again. I drafted Preeti in. Everything was settled.
I have now been at work all day on a Sunday in payback to my work schedule. I have got lots of work done as there have been few distractions AND have managed to read some nice poetry on shringara (one of the nine rasas, usually translated as erotic love, romantic love) in the sun.
When we got back to the house I realised I wasn't going to be back at the house before 11 if I ate. There was no chance of me not eating as I know Mandy's cook is amazing. I text the family to say that I would be later than 11 and if this was not okay I could sleep where I was. They rang and asked if I'd been drinking, and I said I had but that didn't matter, I just wanted to know if I should stay or not. We reached the language barrier of their understanding of English and so I passed the phone to Mandy. Unfortunately I hadn't told her about the 'if it's too late I'll stay here' clause. She spoke to half the family (it seemed) about my 'freedom' etc. (as far as I can surmise) and it ended in Raju phoning me again and saying "tomorrow, you pick up your stuff and take your money.' I was very worried. Not just for me and the trials of finding a new place but also for Izzy's sake. Coming back from Jaipur to find that she'd been ejected from a house would not have been nice, either that or the bad atmosphere there would have been if I'd left her on her own.
I slept at Mandy's and headed back to Govindpuri c. 11am and made my apologies. The family had phoned Preeti in the night and she must have calmed them down. She truly is a star. They explained that they worry and that they'd prefer that if I can't be back before 11 I stay out. Seemed like what I had been saying the whole night. Granny said I wasn't to see Mandy again because she is 'a dirty girl'. I don't think I'll be doing that one. She also said that my parents know that I am in India to work and so I should be coming straight back from work to home. I completely disagreed saying that my parents want me to see us much as I can while I am here, and tried to explain how much I'd spent just getting here, but that language barrier arose again. I drafted Preeti in. Everything was settled.
I have now been at work all day on a Sunday in payback to my work schedule. I have got lots of work done as there have been few distractions AND have managed to read some nice poetry on shringara (one of the nine rasas, usually translated as erotic love, romantic love) in the sun.
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