My Ears Were Full. Nothing More, Not

India Is A Place Where All Stories Are Possible. You Forget That The Imagination Can Take Hold Of Anything And Contemplate It And Love It And Describe It.

A Movie Tends To Box You In, At Least As Far As The Aesthetics. You Have An Incredibly Kinetic Experience, Which Is The Joy Of Cinema.

You Might Think I Lost All Hope At That Point. I Did. And As A Result I Perked Up And Felt Much Better.

Mockery Be Damned, My Urine Looked Delicious.

No One Dies Of Nausea, But It Can Seriously Sap The Will To Live.