Time flies by in the office. Palaw –rice with vegetables- for breakfast at 9h00. Mails, some pages of one of my books and water at 9h15. Coffee with milk after one mechanical system and a drawing. Water through the several … Continue reading
Des fois, j’ai peine à croire que je suis là, en Inde, qu’AK. parle avec des collègues dans le bureau à droite, que le thé au lait vient sans faute à 15h30et que les conversations à travers plusieurs continents font … Continue reading
CHAI-MAN: Look in the cup Me: Yes? CHAI-MAN: You see forms? Me: I think. CHAI-MAN: You see what? Me: Confucius riding a flock of goats made of waves CHAI-MAN: What? Me: Confucius..I see Confucius..Wise Chinese man…And goats…..baaa3…Goats…Riding like horse..Goats of … Continue reading
My stomach wasn’t in the mood for breakfast but I can’t say “No” to the canteen supervisor. This thin man comes and with gestures asks me to come down and eat. -“Canteen! Canteen! Food” I followed him and I was … Continue reading
Breakfast Table 