suddenly a visitor made a b-line for me and engaged me in long conversations, in English, a rarity. we danced. she had a degree in English education and had studied three years in Singapore. she was leaving in two weeks for a year and a half program at a university in Madras, India. she was buddhist and practiced yoga. it sounded like a match, right? well not entirely; there were complications - others in her life. bleah.
Miss Piggy took me out to dance and said sternly, "she sells her body, she's the kind you buy. do not dance with her, i repeat, do not dance with her." i kissed Miss Piggy and then asked myself, who was i to believe? my friend of 8 months, or the person that arrived thirty minutes earlier? so i trusted Miss Piggy and danced with others. what Miss Piggy right? maybe not; she was being protective and might have seen people gussying up to the customers after money.
complicated. the yogini left disappointed and dismayed. but then Tonane, someone i want to go out with arrived, greeted me warmly and danced with me. hehe. this sunday evening left me weirded out, so i had to blab offline about it and do triage with my flatmates. uhm, on the subject of yoga, i am reestablishing my routine. time to go...
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