Wow! Seriously, the time just zooms by in India. I can't believe it's almost the end of February, such a blurry month or semester for that matter. Although I didn't blog for a while you honestly didn't miss too much. I'll just highlight the glories, and that will give you a colorful perspective of my life in India. So, Thursday we didn't have class because, oh we just didn't feel like it. Basically, I slept, ate and then went to Prayasam. Highly productive if you ask me, and I felt well-accomplished. Friday, guess what, we also didn't have school. My one class was cancelled, so I headed off to New Market with a few of my roommates. We went straight to Bablu, our trusted merchandise advisor and confidant, and of course it so happens, I went to pay him back and left owing him so much more. So is the way it rolls in Indian markets. I truly do love Bablu though. We found out that he is 22 and just graduated with his degree in commerce. His whole family basically owns a huge section of New Market. He had us sit down for a coke, and then he demanded that we come to his home for a party soon. We also met his cousin and his father. I feel as though I am part of the Bablu family, and a joyous family that is. Friday night we went over to Adam and Eric's home, and dare I say it, watched a documentary on Fidel Castro and ate dinner. I'm not sure what I thought of Fidel before this documentary, and I still don't after watching this. I would never have seen myself spending a Friday night watching a documentary on Fidel Castro, but when in India...
Saturday we went on a Folk Arts trip and I was able to see the Kantha quilts that the women make out of old sari's. They are incredibly intricate, woven quilts that are made by using the threads from old sari's. The women sit around and talk while making these Kanthas. One Kantha can take a lifetime due to how intricate it is. After this we went to Flurry's, which is an Americanized Indian restaurant. It's pretty ritzy, I mean the sign is baby pink and the letters are emblazoned with gold. For the first time in I can't remember how long, I had a BLT. The bacon dripped in my mouth it was so incredibly scrumptious, and I never thought pigs could make me that happy. Yes, I know that I'm a vegetarian, but bacon is my weakness and I will not feel ashamed. That is certainly where I shall be spending my 21st birthday in India. Holly Golightly and Breakfast at Tiffany's in Kolkata, India. Saturday night we spent at Eric and Adam's home with his host parents and host brother. His host parents are adorable, and we actually ended up putting on a talent show. I performed "I Will Always Love You" by Whitney Houston as a tribute to a true great. I did not do it justice, but Ranjit (host dad) was pleased so I felt fulfilled.
Sunday we attended yet another Folk Arts workshop. For this we were actually able to stitch and experiment with making Kanthas. If any of you know me at all, you are aware that I have little patience, especially with things that I'm not good at. This happened to be one of those things. However, towards the end I had stitched one pretty mean flower. One Kantha would not take me a lifetime, it would take thousands of my lifetimes to complete.
I've been somewhat ill as of lately, but Kakima gave me "London medicine" which I suppose is legitimate medicine due to the look that she gave me. It was almost a "be wary of how magical this medicine will be" look, but my nose it still stuffy and my throat sore so that should speak for itself. Well you know the old saying, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You're never going to keep me down." Game on, India. Game on.
Saturday we went on a Folk Arts trip and I was able to see the Kantha quilts that the women make out of old sari's. They are incredibly intricate, woven quilts that are made by using the threads from old sari's. The women sit around and talk while making these Kanthas. One Kantha can take a lifetime due to how intricate it is. After this we went to Flurry's, which is an Americanized Indian restaurant. It's pretty ritzy, I mean the sign is baby pink and the letters are emblazoned with gold. For the first time in I can't remember how long, I had a BLT. The bacon dripped in my mouth it was so incredibly scrumptious, and I never thought pigs could make me that happy. Yes, I know that I'm a vegetarian, but bacon is my weakness and I will not feel ashamed. That is certainly where I shall be spending my 21st birthday in India. Holly Golightly and Breakfast at Tiffany's in Kolkata, India. Saturday night we spent at Eric and Adam's home with his host parents and host brother. His host parents are adorable, and we actually ended up putting on a talent show. I performed "I Will Always Love You" by Whitney Houston as a tribute to a true great. I did not do it justice, but Ranjit (host dad) was pleased so I felt fulfilled.
Sunday we attended yet another Folk Arts workshop. For this we were actually able to stitch and experiment with making Kanthas. If any of you know me at all, you are aware that I have little patience, especially with things that I'm not good at. This happened to be one of those things. However, towards the end I had stitched one pretty mean flower. One Kantha would not take me a lifetime, it would take thousands of my lifetimes to complete.
I've been somewhat ill as of lately, but Kakima gave me "London medicine" which I suppose is legitimate medicine due to the look that she gave me. It was almost a "be wary of how magical this medicine will be" look, but my nose it still stuffy and my throat sore so that should speak for itself. Well you know the old saying, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You're never going to keep me down." Game on, India. Game on.
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