End of Orange [en]

My adventure at Orange is over. Although university has started already, I feel on holiday – which is not very surprising, considering what my life was like these last weeks:

sleep – walk the dog – work – walk the dog – work – walk the dog – sleep – walk the dog – work – …

Animals

Bagha pooped in Cali’s bed a few days back. Luckily I found it before she did.
He peed on my bathroom rug yesterday – the message was clear: he got his litterbox back.
This morning, somebody had redecorated the living-room floor. I suspect Cali – she was looking rather sheepish as I cleaned up.

I really hope it stops there!

Childhood Memories [en]

I flew to England on Thursday, and went to see the house I spent the first two years of my life in.
I could remember the street from my last visit, when I was eight, but not a single thing apart from that.
The neighbours were still the same, and remembered my family. A very sweet old lady had bought the house when my parents moved out, and she was still living there. She invited us in, served us tea and cake.

I couldn`t help but compare myself to Akirno. He is now the age I was when I moved to Switzerland. Will he retain no memories at all of his life in India, and of the eight months I spent living in his family?

Persistent [en]

Bagha insists on drinking water out of the toilets.

I’ve tried everything, but all he does is tell me that if we use drinking water to flush our toilets, why shouldn’t he drink it?

Disconnected [en]

Two days ago I lost my cellphone: life is possible without one – I have come back from hell to let you know.

Bagha discovered his new garden yesterday evening. The first thing he did was chase a neighbouring cat up a tall tree in a concert of noises I never imagined he could produce.

Apart from that, everything is well. Maybe I’m going to be able to go to judo regularly, unpack all my boxes, go through my 700+ slides of India, buy a computer and some furniture, and stop bumping into people because I try to avoid them by sticking to the “wrong” (understand: Indian) side of the corridor.