John P, you are so right. I agree with every word you have written. Thank you.
Dagwood, I couldn't teach Sally anything. Her writing is deep and reflective. She can search within with extraordinary perception, and communicate so that we understand. She has outstanding literary talent coupled with profound insight.
I think my writing is more like recording what I observe. I did once fancy myself as a travel writer. Only a few stories were published and I moved on to my next dilettante preoccupation, which happened to be completing my BA started in the 70s before scientology. I went on to do a BA History honours degree, and whenever a topic lent itself to something about India, that's what I did. I also studied Hinduism, some Religious Studies papers. Some of those lectures and essay researches generated raptures in me. I would come back to real life and tell everyone it was "better than ..."!
I have difficulty writing about India. My memories are full to overcrowded: colours, smells, sights, emotions, meetings, conversations, adventures, shocks, bliss, regrets, joy, yearnings ...... on and on.
But hell yeah, Sally, I would definitely love to return to India with you . We could do the China/India tour. We could discombobulate all over the place.
I learnt something interesting at chemo this week. The reason I didn't sleep after taking the anti-sickness pills last week is because they are a potent steroid drug, 4 times stronger than prednisone.
Besides rendering me sleepless for 3 nights, when the stuff had run out of my system, I was left wiped out, zero energy during the weekend and on Monday. Then on Tues I had it again and hey presto, my energy levels shot up. Powerful stuff.
I've decided to take it only one day, the day of chemo, and otherwise rely on other anti-sickness pills.
The kind, handsome Dr Raina saw me yesterday to check how I'm going. He's such a sweetheart, but looked tired yesterday. I wanted to give him a wee hug, but ya canna do that kind of thing. Protocol and medical/patient etiquette ya know.