A few days after my arrival in India, my husband lovingly reminded me that I was “F.O.B.”, “fresh off the boat”. I found myself slightly disoriented, trying to be myself in a place that allowed and demanded me to change. Stripped of my usual distractions- possessions, internet, cell phone- I was able to see myself with new clarity. I quickly realized that in order to thrive and embrace the richness of this experience, I would have to surrender to it. So here are some of my impressions from the first month in India.
Kal. “Tomorrow.” That’s when everything is done in Bombay. The electrician will come tomorrow, the internet will be fixed tomorrow, the air conditioner will be installed tomorrow. Here I am, into my second month in India, writing my first blog post about my first month. “Tomorrow” is an easy habit to adopt.
After 21 days in India, I have been to the mall ten times and eaten three plates of cheese & gravy fries at the local coffee shop. I think of it as honoring my inner Jersey Girl.
A few weeks ago, my husband Sam & I purchased a new car. In the display case at the auto showroom, next to the floor mats and bumper guards, is a neat little shelf with assorted Hindu gods. “Would you care for a divinity?” our Accessories Specialist asked. “For a small fee, you can have one permanently mounted on your dashboard.” Flashing lights cost extra. The other day I saw a taxi that sported a Jesus with a flashing sacred heart.