It has been a while since you have received any blog post
from us, and in a certain way quite a few things have happened even if in
general I would define our life as still being mostly very stable. The only
main changes might be that we are not thinking anymore about how we could get
more liberty, but rather on how to inform the staff that we are not sure we are
going to be able to stay for more than a month. I believe it’s simply that a
strong North wind began to blow... and we have to move on, discover the rest of
India!
What has happened since the last time we wrote will be very
difficult to put into a few words, I will therefore apologise in advance for
either a very long and boring post or for forgetting some elements of what happened
to us. I will probably try to go for the second option since this will give you
more curiosity about our wonderful life over here!
1. For Christmas and also my birthday, we managed to have a
little holiday to Delhi for 4 days which then became actually 5 or maybe even
6? I believe that if we take away the hours we spent at the airport it was a maximum of 4 and a half days! Anyway, very
excited about this whole new adventure, as we finally had the possibility to go
around a city on our own and have a nice romantic week end, with a combination
of adventure and simple decadence. In addition I had a possible internship
interview, which is important as it also kind of influenced what we then
experienced during our stay in Delhi.
Hence as we leave in the morning to get our flight to Delhi,
we get welcomed at the airport, without big surprise from a 2 hours delay of
our flight because of cold morning fog. This caused that I arrived
approximately 3 hours later to my interview. But since its India this had no
particularly negative impact apart from us missing out from the Christmas lunch
at the office! During my interview Jess made some connaissance and was able to
get some addresses we should go to, or places we should visit, as well as an
invitation to a stand up comedy show on that same night, from Shishin (I am not
sure this is the right spelling of the name...) who worked there. We therefore
met up with him and he gave us an amazing first taste of a nice Delhi evening,
from starting up by having some drinks and eating pancakes at an American diner,
to going to an stand up comedy show just 20 minutes before the end of the show,
to then go to another bar where we had extremely nice mojitos toped up with a
shisha and some dim sum (which became our favourite meal during our stay in
Delhi). The night ended up by everybody being extremely happy, tipsy and
driving back to our guest house in a Wonderful Otto, even if we were freezing.
I should probably give you a short definition of an Otto. An
Otto can be comparable to an ape piaggio, this might help people who have an
idea of an ape piaggio... anyway it’s a small three wheeled motorised vehicle
which serves as small taxis. It has a front bench for the driver and then a
back bench for the passengers and it is just covered up on the top, the sides
are open, which explains why we were freezing. I have no particular rational
explanation for my love for them, I don’t know why I love going around with
them, maybe it is a good combination of going by foot and going by car. Not as
closed up as a car, but still you go faster than by foot, and in Delhi going
around by foot is almost impossible. The negative aspect of them is that it is
extremely complicated to find a good price with an Otto, as the drivers never
want to put the meter on and normally triple the price if not quadruple it,
which creates always some quite intense bartering act between 3 different Otto
drivers so that one might decide to lower the price .
The day after we spend the whole day shopping in an enormous
mall, so we would be able to exchange present on Christmas day. With a little
intermezzo of Dim sum and mojitos, this ending up in Jess simply walking into a
glass door and pretending nothing happened. Sadly I did not had the honour to
experience this moment as she went back on her own to the restaurant to pick up
a bag she had forgotten with all the present she was going to give me the next
day (Hence an extremely important bag!). In the evening we again met up with
Shishin, and a friend of him, we met up for drinks and Jess and I again had
some Chinese food. We then had a mission around Delhi in an Otto to get
something to drink from one house to then go to another house and just spend to
rest of the evening drinking listening to music, chill and to learn some Indian
dance moves. Until the light went off and we decided it might be better to go
home to our cosy married couple bed.
The next day was Christmas and we started by opening our
Christmas socks! Our stockings! First stocking for me! Very nice! I liked it!
And this was topped up by our arrival in our 5star hotel room, and ended up in
us not leaving the hotel for 2 whole days. The bed was soft and cosy, the
shower was a shower and was hot, there was a bath, there was alcohol, there was
international food. I would describe these 2 days as a regression of our very
beloved decadence. A decadence orgy. A private birthday party, very exclusive
with only two participants and an extremely relaxing massage. Decadence again.
Based on the fact that we spend two days doing nothing, we
decided to stay another day to actually see a little bit of Delhi (luckily
since the flight company changed our flight times, we could call and change our
flight timing from exactly one day, without any additional costs). We therefore
went back for the last night to the guest house, and spend the afternoon trying
to visit some of Delhi (I say try because we managed to get slightly lost, and
therefore arrived at our first tourist destination when it was getting dark) by
starting to eat some samosas just sitting on a bench a getting observed by
hungry dogs. But thankfully managed to have the privilege to see the Lohdi
gardens in their mystic darkness of the sunset and its two monuments which were
just appearing in the darkness. This continued in a nice last evening even if
we were extremely broke (caused by the decadence orgy) with the company of
Shishin, who also showed us the India gate by night which we reached with an
Otto.
Short impression on Delhi: I would probably truly define
Delhi as a metropolis, an immense city, with an enormous amount of people, cars
and Otto’s. It would probably take someone one month to be able to have some
idea of where you are and in which direction you are travelling, as a newcomer
you feel totally lost in this city, with almost no conception of distances. As
possibilities to get around you either have taxis, Otto’s our an extremely new
metro which has an airport security level in addition to a wagon only for women
(which most of the time is empty in contrast to the fully packed other wagons
of the metro). I truly don’t know whether I would like to live in Delhi, but in
a certain way I am sure I would love to be able to try to live there, this is
maybe because there is something curious about this city, probably also related
by all its contrasts, from richness to poorness, from modernized to some
extremely rustic parts. It is an extremely confusing city and hard to simply
love it or simply hate it, but this is probably what makes it interesting and
hence even if you generally find the city mostly ugly and you think you would
not be able to live there, you still have a curiosity of how it would be to
live there and actually experience this city for a longer period. Some European
cities compared to Delhi seem a wonderland, where everything is extremely cute;
Delhi in contrast is very crude.
2. New Years Chandigarh: As we wished to be able to do
something on New Years and try to avoid spending it closed up in our apartment,
we therefore ended up having a quite interesting evening which started by meeting
a Warwick Uni colleague, who took us firstly to the annual New Year’s
Chandigarh golf club party. It was very interesting (I believe this is the
right description...). From Jess’ and my
point of view there was a lot of networking going on even at a very young age,
but very shortly we got accepted by some to become business men who took care
of our drinks. We therefore had our jump into the year trying to get slightly
tipsy and being asked to dance with some very new encounters, but thank god as
much as I stay faithful to my dear wife she is faithful to me, as a result we
decided to dance our way through the new year together without inviting any new
encounter.
But this was only the start and we then drove towards a
junior house party, this event looked fairly amusing, probably some alcohol
available which would make us tipsy and some nice music to groove to. But a
chilled idea of amusement was transformed into some weird “throw alcohol down
these white chicks’ throat”. Very strangely everybody was not only offering us
drinks but literally obliging us to drink letting us only the possibility to choose
between having our face, hair and clothes full of whisky our limiting the
accident by absorbing some through swallowing it (this is what we did most of
the time...). Hence there was some very strange movement of getting us
extremely drunk, or in a state where we would hopefully start some kissing
charity, thankfully the small amount of alcohol enzymes we still have, managed to
keep us to be only into some wonderful Indian/western dance performances (even
if we enjoyed some very embarrassing tunes, which I will not name here for
different reasons, one being memory issues...). The put it very shortly the
evening ended by me having to depurate myself on the toilet and Jess lying on
the bed and having some circular experiences. All this was topped up by us
having to get up at 9 o’clock the next morning for a hockey function for the
Trust’s hockey nursery. Sadly I don’t think we managed to give a good
impression by having a last night’s corrected make-up, as well as being in a
fairly strong so called ‘vegetable state’.
3. The third celebration during this period was the Lohri
festival, something which I believe you can compare to our Christmas. It’s
mostly a family celebration where you have music, a fire, food and some
dancing. As usual we were slightly worried whether we might be invited or not,
but thankfully one of our colleagues invited us at his place to celebrate it
with his family. We therefore went there very excited and happy, as it is always
a good excuse to be able to have a look at a new neighbourhood of Bassi Pathana
(you might thing Bassi Pathana is small, but each time we manage to convince
someone to take us out to the market, we discover a whole new street, where we
never were before. I believe more than Bassi Pathana being small, is our
knowledge of Bassi Pathana which is very limited...). We therefore walked
through the streets of Bassi Pathana to reach Robin’s house, and you could
really see the Lohri feeling invading the street through small bon fires and
some Indian music coming from different corners of the town.
The evening started as usually in India, with some food...
Jess and I were extremely hungry so we kind of let ourselves go into the
different little dishes offered, as we thought this must be the dinner. Sadly
we discovered around 10 pm that what we had consumed as food until now were
only some starters and the dinner was very soon to be ready... During the whole
evening there was a mix of silent moments in which you don’t really know what
to speak about, mostly due to the language barrier, as well as some street
musicians visiting us. I would compare these musicians to what is often done in
Italy as well during Christmas time, the so called ‘piva’. This is when a small
group of musicians just walks around the town or village and plays some music
hoping that a house would invite them to receive either some refreshments or
some money. As a result we had a mini drums band playing some music, which
started up some dancing action from Robin’s wife and the rest of the Family
followed up. The mixture of the beats of the drums and the Indian dancing were
something truly wonderful, your inner dancing dwarf wished that your feet could
follow the specific rhythm which seemed so natural and simply performed by the
others. I tried to start once or twice to grasp the feeling of the music, but
when I started I felt how ridiculous it was compared to the rest of the dancers;
I therefore decided to confine myself to observe this amazing 10 minutes of
crazy drum music. The evening then continued sitting around the fire in which
we had to throw seeds (these seeds need to be thrown into the fire in exact 7
little tosses) and walked around singing some Lohri songs. A gift was also
given to us, something which is always done in India when you are invited to
someone’s house for the first time, as a welcome symbol.
In addition to these 3 little adventures, we still have our routine,
but with some new activities such as doing some carpet exercises through which
we hope to miraculously manage to limit the effect of non-movement, as well as
learning some traditional stitching named Phulkari. I would have never thought
that Jess would one day be the one wanting to do exercises in the evenings, and
I believe both of us would never have thought that we would be sitting on the
couch at 11 o’clock in the evening after our movie and dinner, drinking some
rum and finishing off our stitching homework in our ‘house-clothing’ and
gossiping/discussing about some incredibly irritating students during today’s
English lesson or simply loosing ourselves in the complexity of this stitching
practice which sometimes breaks some nerves due to the lack of patience in
relation to such activities.
These are a part of the news from Bassi Pathana, and
hopefully some further news will be coming up very shortly! For the moment I
wish all the best from over here and...
...Bohot changa din haen! {Have a nice day!}