was in January 2001 that i went to Thailand, to see a bit
of Asia, to be a bit in the sun while it's winter. Turned
out Asia doesn't exactly come in bits. Every winter i was
drawn there, like a migrating bird following an inner route:
Thailand again, then Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, the North of
India, and finally the South.
my own surprise, this rhythm changed in 2005, and instead
of travelling through Asia i found myself writing about Asia.
First a series of poems. Then a couple of short stories. Then
a story that kept going on and on, connecting my own memories
with tales i heard while travelling. Now it is finished. And
instead of me travelling it will be my words going travelling
now, to places i haven't even been myself, to spread the flavour
of India there. Which is a beautiful thought.
- Dorothee Lang
an excerpt, and more about the book, here:
Masala Moments book page