Posts tagged “India


Posted on April 11, 2013

I, the weather-aware woman.

Seattle taught me a lesson, don’t think about what is on the other side of your glass window; get your raincoat and not your umbrella.

I still thought about rain about once a day.

We’ve  had 104F temp at some points this week.

It is sometimes difficult to function when away from a source of cold air.

It is difficult to admit this is how I feel too…phew

Although we have a car, the papers are being processed, the paper are in a ‘still process‘ as I see it. We ride on taxis as we have for a year now. Your pants get stuck to the old ambassador seats; the driver wets a red towel and wraps it around his head to cool off. It makes me feel like I am in a steam room, and someone keeps pouring water over those hot stones.

I grab onto the taxi’s door which hides the rolled down windows and wave my hand onto the warm Calcutta air. I think is cooling me down, but then maybe is not.

I have found myself a tad edgey, wrawwwwr

My mind wonders away to anywhere cool and spacious. An escape.

So dramatic of me to say.  It’s alright.

These are some photos from our trip to Delhi. Delhi is not my favorite city in India, but they do have some kickass gardens!

The Mughals sure knew how to stay cool in those hot summer days

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Posted on January 31, 2013

Calcutta the enchanted.  Historical artistry stored away on the walls and windows of this old city… Ahhhhh, Oui, Oui, Oui (I met some french people this week and now I am all Ratatouille).

May I never have enough of Calcutta.

May it be so.

Charm springs up in a sort of accidental way, you are walking and all of a sudden there is a stained glass window, an old rusted gate or a superbly painted wall; maybe a burst of color in a dark place or faded away letters. For those who love old, this is the place. period.

So these are some photos of an art college Aaron and I happened to go to this past weekend, as much as I liked the art exhibition I clearly LOVED the painted walls.

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The Art college was built circa 1864, I could not help but get a little Art Nouveau-ish  and inspired , these are some bewitching wallpapers and painting I like from that time.

Alphonse_Mucha_-_Peonies 1898Alphonse Mucha, Peonies 1898

William Morris AnemoneWilliam Morris, Anemone 

Maxfield_Parrish--The_Lantern-Bearers,_1908Maxfield Parrish, The Lantern Bearers 1908

Sister Notes

Posted on November 27, 2012

My sister said: “I am coming to India” She would bring cheese and chocolate coins in her suitcase Our big plans: talk Bollywood in Mumbai swim in Goa have Thanksgiving in Calcutta and eat obscene amounts of nan bread And never forget any of this. Ever. My sister’s happy-go-lucky approach to a lot of things- like waking up at 5AM to visit a fish market (so fishy we had to wash off fish scales of our arms and legs), or wearing Converse with multicolor shoelaces, or attempting to film Mumford and Sons’ ‘The Cave’ videoclip while riding scooters- the very thought of her makes my eyes droopy and my face warm and round(er) I love her, oh so much FIN


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…


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…


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…