2002-07-08 | 12:00 a.m.
salinger karma?

I got the fright of my life today. I was taking a shower this evening and some thing flew at the side of my neck, just above my shoulder, and the next thing I knew, there was a loud noise and the lights went off. I figured the light bulb had burst and I screamed out to Mama. It was pitch dark in the bathroom and I was afraid of stepping on shards of glass, but somehow, I managed to find my towel and wrap myself in it. I unlocked the door and showed Mama what had happened. As usual, I had shampoo in my hair (I say as usual because it isn't the first time I've been rudely interrupted in the middle of a shower. Anyone remember the time I had to wash my hair with a kettle? Or the time the fire alarm in school went off when I was in the shower and had shampoo in my eyes?) We switched on the other light and Manda swept off all the pieces of broken glass as I clutched on desperately to my towel where I tucked the ends in. I have no idea how it happened. It's pretty far from the shower so I doubt water hit it or anything. Also,only the top of the bulb broke. The rest remained intact. I went back in to wash off the shampoo and the moment the water hit my neck, I felt a sharp,stinging sensation,and I had to turn off the shower because it was so severe. I examined my neck in the mirror,and sure enough,a tiny pool of blood had formed right where it burned. I washed my hair perfunctorily and threw my clothes on,and asked Mama to see the cut. Turns out a tiny shard of glass was happily nestled in my poor neck. Anuma rubbed some coconut oil (which STUNG like hell!) and coaxed it out. That reminded me of when I was little and ran around in the Cozihom gardens barefoot and invariably got thorns in my foot. That was fun, though. This most definitely wasn't. And it left a scar. Oh well.

I just got back from Dida's- I have to add an appendix or something soon because I use a lot of Indian terms- house about 5 minutes ago. Bo and everyone came back from Baroda today and she got through! YAY! If she decides to go, she has to leave on the 14th which is frighteningly soon. She's still very confused. But she's seeming more confident than she's ever been. I'm SO happy for her. Nothing would be better for her than living away from home. I wish she didn't have to leave so soon though. I could live with her for a while before I head back, I guess, but it wouldn't be the same as it is in Bombay. A whole month in Bombay without Bo. It gives me goosebumps just thinking about it. But, overall, it was a good evening. Giving her advice about living away from home, talking excitedly with Shomi Uncle about Sweet and Lowdown and giggling like a school girl with Tulu Mashi after discovering we both have very firm,shapely muscles in our arms without ever using weights or anything like that. We both agreed that I'd probably inherited it from her. After all, when I was little everyone used to say I looked like her. If I could, I'd take my family everywhere with me. That's pretty much the opposite of how most people I know feel. My family is different though. I love them to pieces.

I'm going to rent Deconstructing Harry tomorrow. Or maybe Sleeper. Ooh I wish Daisy was here to celebrate Woody Allen week with me.

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