Friday, 23 March 2012

William Dalrymple, City of Djinns: A Year in Delhi

Written in the early ‘nineties, and describes an India so different from my experience - an economic backwater, loads of bureaucracy stifling the country, no young and thrusting middle class. Although, for all I know that’s still true of Delhi today, I’m just used to a very different India that’s not representative of the whole. A great read though, particularly on recent Indian history and the awfulness of partition.

Helen went back to work after maternity leave yesterday. It’s a necessary economic evil, unfortunately. Lib doesn’t seem to mind at all, she’s settled into nursery fine. However, Lib and Fred were in the bath yesterday when Helen came home, and Libby couldn’t control here excitement when she heard the knock on the door. It was like she’d had an electric shock of ‘MUMMY!!!’ Then half an hour later she threw up all over Helen, so couldn’t go into nursery today. One day in, and Helen has to take a day off to look after a sick child. It’s such a beautiful day, it’s tempting to think Helen engineered it. I didn’t actually see Libby throwing up after all, I just rushed upstairs when I heard the commotion and there was Helen, Lib, our bed and the remote control all covered in vom. It could so easily have been staged. . .

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