tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632664888860523303.post8728314936337833710..comments2017-02-21T23:50:06.573-08:00Comments on Lost in Woodstock: 30's for a 80's KidCONFESSIONS OF A RELUCTANT SCHIZOPHRENIChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06420507356641025901noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632664888860523303.post-39327891034668735192016-06-26T04:50:58.740-07:002016-06-26T04:50:58.740-07:00A lot of what you wrote really resonated with me. ...A lot of what you wrote really resonated with me. I learnt that life never goes as planned. Always feeling lost. But I realized, feeling lost is the accurate interpretation of our reality. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632664888860523303.post-55891886822594859852015-01-10T14:49:52.816-08:002015-01-10T14:49:52.816-08:00"Each slow turn of the world carries such dis..."Each slow turn of the world carries such disinherited,<br /><br />To whom neither the past nor the future belong."Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02971346067453698462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632664888860523303.post-47798221853803135262015-01-10T06:19:11.720-08:002015-01-10T06:19:11.720-08:00Thanks Srini.
Yes, I am more or less okay... I a...Thanks Srini. <br /><br />Yes, I am more or less okay... I am reading a lot these days. And I write to people, and talk to them. It's a good life. More or less. But sooner or later I must look for food... I am thinking of doing something in Africa, may be with the Jane Goodall project. I have also thought about joining some kind of little-magazine, or underground publication house in India, and working in the forests of Jharkhand and Chattisgarh, where poor villagers are being wiped out in the name of fighting Mao. Have you read Arundhati Roy's God of Small Things? I think you definitely should. It's one of best novels in the language, but more importantly it is a devastating criticism of Indian society. I am currently reading her new work Listening to Grasshoppers: Field Notes on Democracy. May be you should give it a try... resonates very strongly with me. I have come to hate the academia, even as my love for what I do has grown. I do want to continue working on Core Phonology (I highly recommend you to look into Iris Beren't works, and her book, too, as a phonologist), and I might have a place in Iris' lab in Boston. But I don't know that I want to be in the academia much longer. There is this pain, this feeling of being terribly alone, terribly selfish, and an immeasurable loss, that I can neither get rid of, nor live with.<br /><br />But enough of my internal monologues... hope all's well! Feels like a different lifetime when we were in Hyderabad....Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02971346067453698462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632664888860523303.post-69688601517446720642015-01-06T04:41:53.630-08:002015-01-06T04:41:53.630-08:00A *salute* I suppose, and know, is meaningless - b...A *salute* I suppose, and know, is meaningless - but here IS a salute to you, bro. Few pieces have moved me to anything more than immediate emotion in recent years, but this one did; especially these lines: <br /><br />"I always wondered, if the day should come when I face a choice between actively practicing the people-before-profit philosophy I so admire, and having a fixed income, would my fear of uncertainty overcome me? I was always worried that the answer would not be good for my ego. I am happy to find out that I did not, in fact, sell out." <br /><br />I know not what I can offer you now - for you you're happy, and I am happy you're - but should you need anything, I hope it never gets to a point where you will hesitate to write to me.<br /><br />Cheers!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com