Discovered that Cat, Rafael and I are going to be useless should we have any sort of emergency. We have a common bond over a dislike of anything to do with blood or needles, and it seems likely one or all of us will be passed out on the floor should we find ourselves in an unfortunate situation. Of course, having discovered this bond, we then proceeded to spend half an hour describing the stories that lay evidence to our claims, the gory details of which I will spare you from.
As usual, there was an upside to all this. It reaffirmed for me the knowledge that life is precious and we need to make the most of the moments we have. Despite feeling a bit weary after consecutive late nights, I was lifted by the reminder of how lucky I am to be living this experience right now, and I decided to join the majority of the group for Bollywood night at a local cinema.
What a surprise it was. My concerns about sitting through a 2 hour film in Hindi with no subtitles were soon dashed. It was everything I’d heard about Bollywood films: colour, music, dancing, over the top characters, action, beautiful people and humour. The fact that it was not in English made it more interesting to watch. Who is that character? What does that look or tone of voice mean? There was even an intermission in the movie which gave us 5 minutes to quickly exchange our thoughts on who was related to who, who was getting married and which characters knew what. This caused some amusement to one of the handful of locals also in the cinema, since apparently we had it completely wrong. (The one disappointment was the lack of people in the cinema – it would have been nice to have some cues as to which jokes we were meant to laugh at).
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