Posts from the “People” Category

Year’s End

Posted on January 14, 2013

So the holidays have come and gone, and new year starts before I can take wrap up the old one, or so it seems. For me it all moves way too fast. always. that’s why I start listening to Sufjan Stevens and Nat King Cole right about August, with headphones, of course. Aaron is not very particular about things but, on this one, he couldn’t be more clear. Eh. I’ll enjoy it alone. then. We swooshed into the States and it felt like an other world, people sipping their hot cocoas, furry hats, candy cane and wrapping paper. Americans seem particularly inclined to overindulge. Did I say I got my citizenship last year? I think I did get it. My nephew and I made a gingerbread…

Festive

Posted on October 27, 2012

So I had said I was going to show you what the city looks like during Durga Puja, however, as it almost inevitable in these parts of our world, I fell ill about three days of the four days of Puja and I quarantined myself from the world outside. I was then, only able to capture a hint of the festive spirit and clearly did not do it justice, the true magnitude of this Hindu holiday it is difficult to describe in words. Oh well, you get an idea. I am Puja-out. Aaron and I had been invited to go on a boat tour on the Hooghly river on the last day of Puja– this is when all the gods are let to rest in the river and are anticlimactically pull…

Ambassador

Posted on October 18, 2012

We live near an area of town that has a street market. Really? And 90% of Calcuttans say the same thing of their neighborhoods, who knew! As people get ready for the October festivities there are times when being on the streets is a mixture between being in a bootcamp and a permanent street fair. It is tradition to buy gifts and a new outfit for the holidays so people are like little ants going in and out of stores, bargaining their little hearts out, and eating lots and lots of street food and there is a great deal of honking (but here that is endemic and incurable) and buzz and movement of every kind. Most people actually look happy, while I look like I’ve…

Kaleidoscope

Posted on October 8, 2012

Being in India is like being inside a kaleidoscope. There are colors and shapes and weirdness, and more colors and some light. This city is continually challenging me to stretch my views on faith, humanity and the intermingling of culture and belief. In a couple of weeks Calcuttans will be in the epicenter of a religious festivity called ‘Durga Puja’ and so will we–ayayyay chiquita! Durga has 10 arms. She also looks like… you are imagining her right now. Durga is a big deal here. She is mother (Very Important Word in India)and the ultimate warrior. She is hard core, guys. For this festivity Calcutta is like being in Disney world, but in every other street(I will make a another post so you can visualize what I…

Umbrella

Posted on July 30, 2012

We are half way through the Monsoon and so far I can’t say it has been the extreme soggy experience I was anticipating. Monsoon is a big word you know. There is a lot of rain, sky-made rivers. Beautiful and dreadful all at the same time. But I think I could do without the knee-high or even ankle-high “raw and organic pedicure” –mud alright, but not exactly from the Dead Sea. Good thing is not all about me. For most farmers, on the other hand, it has been a most difficult time of the year and I wish the weather could be relied upon for them and their families. It just has not rained enough this time around. No rain, no food, that’s how it goes. We…

the tourist

Posted on June 18, 2012

Evidently I was not only doing my water homework in Nepal but I also was doing quite a bit of that.. tourism thing too. As much as I’d like to think of myself as someone who would be sensitive to [other]humans in need around me at all times–clearly I have very high standarts too– I am finding that I like to play tourist sometimes. oh heck no I didn’t say that?! Oh yes I did. I like the boutique little restaurant and also the clean sheets in a hotel and don’t mind paying for a taxi. And I would love to go to Paris or Barcelona and sit on that cafe.. Although I would hope to never go as far as sitting on that tour bus. Ever. Therefore, I did…