Silhouettes (2) (Bengaluru)

A slim figure in an hotel uniform greets me, even among the aligned Indians waiting with name cards held up at the exit of the arrival hall, he looks remarkably slender. His cheekbones, his carved out, dark eyes, his black eyebrows that cover his stare, and his full mustache characterize his bony face. During the drive from the airport to the hotel, I mainly look at the strip of mirrored eyes, as he proudly tells the story of his love marriage. After five years, their child compelled his wife's family to reconcile and compromise, but it was a long story he proudly tells.
date: April 13th, 2014 | categories: read | tags:

Salman Akhtar, Immigration and Identity (1999)

Salman Akhtar, Immigration and Identity (1999) Akhtar gives a surface level overview of immigration specific psycho-analytical therapy. The core of Identity problems for immigrants lies in the cultural and social separation and individuation process, that causes responses of loss and idealization, depending if the immigration occurred voluntary or was forced. The psychological response should be one of rapprochement. Akhtar in general does a very nice job in sketching the main issues in immigration psychology. He oversteps his own rule of cultural neutrality only where he feels compelled to distinguish between western and eastern culture. Notibly, Akhtar is of eastern descend, so it's no surprise he characterizes the eastern psyche as a mind of heart and love, while describing the western mind as the mind of time and money. This distinction is not only obviously placing Akhtar in the position of patient instead of analyst, but is also so blatant that it instantly makes one doubt his analytical capacity. In the end, I choose to oversee this pillar of his therapeutical theory, because the rest of his book is fairly solid, although not particularly shocking in insight. His insertions of his own poetry are a little bit unprofessional, but that too I can oversee and find in a childish way entertaining, though by all means, they have no place in an academic publication, and I would have to disqualify the book as being a non-scientific work for those last two criticisms. Still, it will offer any immigrant a few basic insights into the psychology of immigration, and is an entertaining work.
date: March 30th, 2014 | categories: psychology, read | tags:

Mikhail Shchedrin, The Golovlyov Family (1880)

The Golovlyov Family - Mikhail Shchedrin (1880) 334p.
date: November 24th, 2013 | categories: read | tags: ,


Girl in the Window

The protagonist of Girl in the Window sits at home. He stares outside and is tired of being alone at home again. He takes a walk into the city from Gramercy to the East Village, finishes a drink and walks back home around midnight. He enters a massage parlor, leaves, and returns home. He stares at the windows across, and observes a single lighted room.

Girl in the Window is a short story that takes place in New York. In one sleepless night, it describes an evening in the life of one man.
"I feel like an erratic dust particle twirling in a ray of sun light, revealing the inconsistent essence of the heaven. I make my way down, floating on the gusts of air. The streets slowly fill with a lively activity of young men and women. I feel more lighthearted from the younger energy here. The buzzing activity of hipster boys and attractive girls on the street is contagious. I feel the rush of adrenaline, dopamine and oxytocin, being amongst people again. The brush of physical contact awakens an uncanny desire. I pass the tinted windows of an Irish pub, the transparent window of an Asian fusion restaurant, the spotless glass facade of a Korean beauty parlor, the mirror window of a barber shop with its vintage interior, and the colored displays of a corner store with advertisements pasted across the window. All invite a myriad of gazes into their projected worlds."
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Cretan Bulgari

I have a Cretan bulgari, a short-necked tamburas in Greek or baglama or saz in Turkish, sometimes called a çöğür in Turkish, tuned in the style of the saz, with a quarter tones. I have it tuned in C G D. From upper to lower strings the first and fifth are the round-wound metal strings, which are the thickest strings, and third and fourth, and the the sixth and seventh strings are the same. The rosetta style sound hole is on the upper side.