This morning, Suriya, Bobby, Dhanush and Gautami went to their religious services. Meanwhile, I visited the nearby pharmacy to buy some cotton-wool (to hold my eardrops in), showered, made great use of Suriya's outside toilet) and went to the cybercafé to blog about Friday and Saturday. I just keyed the entry into a Word file because their connection was down.
My plans for Monday were to post some stuff to the UK, see the ear-doctor and try the dentist, then head for Anjuna for a couple of days. I would come back to Colva on the 27th and then it would be full steam ahead to Salem in Tamil Nadu for the wedding.
That evening, Suriya, Bobby, Dhanush, Gautami, Laxmi (Suriya's friend) and I went to the beach. Dhanush and Gautami played on the swings and slides while Suriya, Laxmi and I walked on the beach and I had a brief swim in the pounding surf. It seemed the sight of a European mingling with an Indian family was boggling and outraging some people. I can understand curiosity and surprise but outrage? The only answer I have is a bunch of expletives: such opinions are in themselves too worthless to even begin to take seriously. However, I was concerned that there might be ill effects on Suriya and family once I'm gone - she seems to be well-known and well-liked here but my antennae were quivering.
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