It’s official: there is no escaping cheesy American trilogies anywhere on this planet. Stephenie Meyer's brand of flat but addictive writing has made it as far as Sarah Campus, in the middle of nowhere, Himachal Pradesh, where the internet is about as frequent as solar eclipses. Yes, even here, Team Edward vs. Team Jacob is an issue of primordial importance to teenage girls.
A couple nights ago, I was speaking with my roommate Gaphel, who loves TV as much as I do, but indulges in it much more often than me. I asked her what she had spent her Saturday watching and she told me she watched a soap opera version of the American vampire series.
“Do you know Twilight?” She said to me. Uh, oh. I nodded my head. I wasn’t sure I was going to like where this was going.
Well, she explained that every Saturday there’s a thirty-minute installment of a Hindi version of Twilight. Las Saturday, Gaphel told me, the girl found out the Indian equivalent of Edward was a vampire, but that she still loves him. Bet none of us can predict where the story’s going next.
I am committed to experiencing the phenomenon of Twilight in Hindi one day to witness first hand the capacity of a bad novel to captivate so many people in so many languages across most of the world’s continents (If anybody hears of Twilight in Antarctica, let me know).
On a disparate note, here I am posting some more pictures of my trip to Amritsar this weekend that I was unable to upload yesterday due to a slow connection.
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