Hello and happy Puja!
Today is a holiday for India as it celebrates the god of learning, Saraswati. We had the tenacity and strength to attend two pujas today. We are quite the social butterflies here in Kolkata. We were able to wear Kakima's sari's again today, which of course, are exquisite. I felt like I should have been in the Flintstones in my sari. At our first puja, we met the cutest girl, Chandra, and she is literally the most adorable Indian girl I have ever met. She loved taking pictures and she squealed every time she gave us a hug. I wanted to keep her so badly. We also saw her at the second Puja that we went to for lunch. She was so excited to see us, and I was overjoyed that I was able to see her again.
We also met an Indian man who was the most intense person I have ever met in my life, and that is quite certainly saying a lot. Please excuse me for saying this but it was almost as if he had trivia tourettes. We would be talking with his sister in a calm and relaxed setting, and he would almost shout, "OLYMPICS. RUSSIA. AMERICA. GERMANY. OLYMPICS!" to which we would simply nod and say "yes" or "okay". He entertained me for some while, but I couldn't get over how randomly and quite emphatically he yelled almost every five minutes.
The man whose house we went to the second time was such a sweet man. Kakima told us that she has never met a more kind and gentle man and to her, he is like a god. He had such a warm demeanor about him, and everything he said was filled with honey. He had a beautiful backyard garden that he showed us with pride. He seemed and appeared to be such a simple man, but he had the grace and elegance of Mr. Rogers, or some other person that is probably a better comparison for this man. I was honored to be invited to puja at his house.
Tonight, we are going over to another home where two students are staying from our group, and we're going to get together with almost our entire group for food and festivities. We're going potluck style and so far we have oreos, oreos, fanta, and oreos. I think this evening is guaranteed to be a success.
Today is a holiday for India as it celebrates the god of learning, Saraswati. We had the tenacity and strength to attend two pujas today. We are quite the social butterflies here in Kolkata. We were able to wear Kakima's sari's again today, which of course, are exquisite. I felt like I should have been in the Flintstones in my sari. At our first puja, we met the cutest girl, Chandra, and she is literally the most adorable Indian girl I have ever met. She loved taking pictures and she squealed every time she gave us a hug. I wanted to keep her so badly. We also saw her at the second Puja that we went to for lunch. She was so excited to see us, and I was overjoyed that I was able to see her again.
We also met an Indian man who was the most intense person I have ever met in my life, and that is quite certainly saying a lot. Please excuse me for saying this but it was almost as if he had trivia tourettes. We would be talking with his sister in a calm and relaxed setting, and he would almost shout, "OLYMPICS. RUSSIA. AMERICA. GERMANY. OLYMPICS!" to which we would simply nod and say "yes" or "okay". He entertained me for some while, but I couldn't get over how randomly and quite emphatically he yelled almost every five minutes.
The man whose house we went to the second time was such a sweet man. Kakima told us that she has never met a more kind and gentle man and to her, he is like a god. He had such a warm demeanor about him, and everything he said was filled with honey. He had a beautiful backyard garden that he showed us with pride. He seemed and appeared to be such a simple man, but he had the grace and elegance of Mr. Rogers, or some other person that is probably a better comparison for this man. I was honored to be invited to puja at his house.
Tonight, we are going over to another home where two students are staying from our group, and we're going to get together with almost our entire group for food and festivities. We're going potluck style and so far we have oreos, oreos, fanta, and oreos. I think this evening is guaranteed to be a success.
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