Backwaters Living

How I wish Google - The Musical was playing in my town. I totally love the site design and what I read in the review. Everything comes rather late to my neck of the woods so I may be able to see it (if at all) in a few years. Hopefully I would have moved to some place more happening by then.

My friend E, who lives in Boston sent me a newspaper clipping about the Body Worlds exhibition. Her post-it note says "I can't decide whether I would find this fascinating or horrifying but sounds worth checking out. I hope you and J are able to squeeze in a trip up here before the end of this month".

I miss living in a big city. Not that I have ever lived in one. Growing up in India, my metropolitan cousins had easy access to concerts, theatre, exhibitions, film festivals and the like. In my little town, a good concert was remembered for ten years. People would talk of "that year when Bismillah Khan had performed at the auditorium".

My memories were few and savored dearly. I always longed for the vibrant cultural life of a city but loved the slow and intimate pace of life in a small town too much to leave it. It is the same contradiction of desires that has brought me where I am today. A suburb that is easily accessible to a major city yet provides complete insulation from its frenetic pace is what I seek - but to have to trade an arm and leg for that lifestyle is a daunting prospect.