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Friday, August 27, 2004
Hey guys, I'm planning on entering a competition in the Guardian (english newspaper) to win 2500 pounds towards my travels and the chance to write weekly updates for them to print in the paper and put on the website. To enter you have to write 500 words explaining what you want to do with the money, i.e. where u want to go and what challenge you intend to set yourself. The best 4 letters will be featured in the paper and the readers will vote for the best 2. My first attempt ended up being over 1000 words long, but after much brutal editing I have come up with this. let me know what you think: ------ "So what's your plan now?," my friend asked me as we sat drinking our beers. "Go to India," I replied immediately. "What??!... But you just got back!! You can't travel forever Billy!" "Why not?," I asked. "Because! You need to get a regular job so you can get a good credit rating so you can get a good mortgage and buy a house!." Right. And then I suppose I've got to change the rooms using MDF and a handmade stencil, go bargain hunting and fill the attic with worthless junk to sell at auction, build a Roman column feature in the garden using cement and an old drainpipe, and then finally sell-up and start again. Ok, yes, I could do that. Or I could wander around India armed with nothing more than a very large smile and a very small guitar, trying to find the most interesting characters in the world and hearing their stories. The most fascinating encounters always come in the most unexpected places. For example: Whilst filling my water-bottle at the local well in Pushkar, I encountered a man squatting by the pump wearing nothing but a tea-towel wrapped around his waist. He was washing a dirty rag, which on closer inspection revealed itself as his one and only shirt. I gave him a smile and we started chatting. The conversation seemed fairly typical at first. Name? Married? But once he found out I came from England it all went rather surreal. "England!!" he exclaimed. "Ahhh, I like very much English movies! Hitchcock he is my favourite!!" I was speechless. "What movies he make!" he sighed, gazing off through the cows and pigs eating a pile of nearby rubbish. He then listed about fifteen of Hitchcock's movies, commenting on particularly good performances by actors I'd never heard of. We continued discussing Hitchcock's directorial technique for some time while he squatted in his tea-towel and pounded his soapy shirt on a slab of rock. Unable to contain my curiosity any longer, I asked him how he knew so much about movies. He told me he'd studied film at university in Gujarat, where he'd lived with his wife and children and held a respectable job. Then in 0000, the earthquake struck, killing his entire family, destroying his house, and almost claiming his legs. He only escaped the amputations by dragging himself out of the hospital window and using his life-savings to pay a private doctor to operate. Left with nothing, he hitched to Pushkar, and has been there ever since, living in a makeshift tent on the edge of town. He considers himself a lucky man. He survived. India is a country overflowing with stories, some already happened, some waiting to happen. Rather than searching for these stories, I plan to draw them to me like The Pied Piper, wandering the country playing my small guitar out in the open and allowing them to find me, like they always do; the discovery of each story a story in itself. ---
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Hahahaha!!! I'm in the hereford library using the internet, and i just tried to go to my www.undercoverhippy.com site, but got this response (with a huge red "Stop" logo at the top): You cannot access the following Web address: http://www.undercoverhippy.com/ The site you requested is blocked under your organization's filtering policy. It fits into the following filtering category(ies) that your organization has chosen to block: Tasteless/Gross You can: Submit a site review request to your network administrator. Temporarily bypass filtering on this computer if you have an authorized override name and password. (Note that your administrator may be notified that you've bypassed filtering.) Use your browser's Back button or enter a different Web address to continue. Lol!! What is tasteless/gross about my site?? And anyway, how do they know?? There must be 1000's of kids all over the world being denied access to my site by the parental controls set up by their folks, just cos someone, or maybe even some piece of software, has decided my site is gross and tasteless!! oh well, i guess they didn't like the design.... Ahmad, it must be your artwork, cos it sure as hell aint my music! :) right, times up! laters! |
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