I’m really late on this, I know. Those who have been following me for a while might have seen a pattern in which I tried to go in order of my travels & I really hyped up my India trip last year….yetwhereisthatpost???
I feel like I have a lot to say about India and my thoughts (therefore my posts) will be sporadic on the motherland. I told you about my journey but incase you forgot or if you are a new subscriber since that post was like from September – here is the link:
So yeah – to continue – I finally step outside into beautiful Chandigarh! —-wait, wait, wait — I don’t think I mentioned this before —before I went to India, I obviously had 10874967 different impressions going through my head, and speaking to people who regularly go to India trying to alter my impression was not something I was trying to do – especially since they go to other parts. There is a movie (Punjabi) that I grew up watching (well, not really, but it was always in the background – and my mom used to play the songs as she cooked hahah ❤ ) I told 2 friends that if Punjab does not look like the following song from that movie I’m gonna be all upset. Friend A was like “yeah yeah it will!!!! Totally!!!!” so that was excitinggg to hear even though he hasn’t been to India for like 10 years. Friend B, who also hasn’t been to India since the 90’s was more like “yeah good luck with that” – BOO!! I know, you are like “show the song already” — this is the song:
Yup – it’s old school! But that’s what I love about India. The culture is so rich. Preserve it. I was happy that at least in Chandigarh it was still pretty traditional.
I found an interesting observation was the news. My family would sit down for meals and discuss some politician who was the topic of town. We couldn’t go into Chandigarh for a few days because there were supposedly riots going on due to this fella. At the same time, those moments when the wifi worked, news back here in the US was about the black kid in Chicago who got shot by the white cop in Chicago. It was so weird how the place I was at was talking with such intensity on the issue going on in their world, while the world I am from were discussing a totally different issue and both my worlds were clueless of the other issue. That’s one to remind you that the world isn’t as small as we seem to think it is!
India is so colorful! Its so animated. At my Bhua ji’s house (Aunt – my fathers baby sister) it was like I would be sitting there and all the sudden some vibrant Bollywood song would start playing?!?!?? I’m like what’s going on??? That was basically her doorbell (OMG AWESOME IDEA I WANT A DOORBELL THAT PLAYS CHUNES!!!!) She ran out and grabbed me & she’s like “ohhhh aa ke dekh, sabji waala agaya, you vill fun” (“ohhhh come look! The vegetable man is here!! It’s fun to watch) then came the milk man & the newspaper man!! It was cool how sleepy the afternoons are and then you hear the vegetable guy in his rickshaw screaming in the street so people know he’s there. Kinda like the ice cream man here, sorta!
The reason I went to India with my parents was because I knew this was going to be the one and only time for them to show me our homeland, our family, our home, where we came from. I met family who I never even knew existed, as well as family I saw after many, many years. Now I am so close with them all and it’s soo nice!! That unconditional love you only get from your family is a priceless feeling. It’s nice to know I have a home there (a few actually) that I can go to whenever I tell them my bags are packed, I’m coming.
My next several India posts will be pictorial. The story behind the pics will be in my captions. Watch this space…to be continued…I promise I will post about India (even though I have a new vacation coming up in a few weeks!!!) but for now, here are some random pics:
My boyfraaanndd, Arun 🙂
Hookah Night with my baby nephew! He tried explaining to me how hookah was invented in the villages of Haryana…….LOL