Thursday, September 30, 2010

photo update

 I have been doing well so far here in In. there are so many times that i wish my eye's had a camera inside; that others could see what i see, the way i see it. There is so much to be said for perception and what i see in something as opposed to what others might see. I have been exploring my neighborhood a lot more lately and there are so many things i want to capture on film... and i don't get it on film either because i am too shy to take the picture or because the camera doesn't capture it the way i saw it... i love the textures of this place and the many colors held in those textures! 
there is a building being constructed right next to our building right now.... they are literally working right outside our balcony door, if i were a guy i would probably try to talk to them... share some music with them, throw them over some food or something... but since i'm a girl that would be inappropriate. however, our washing machine is on this said balcony so if i have to do laundry i have to make sure i'm wearing pants and a kerta top (not just a t-shirt) since they will all be watching me. not only is it weird how close they are to our building but its also loud at times... especially early in the morning or late at night. i can understand why (they are escaping the sun) but it can be annoying when its like 9:30 at night and you can hear them sawing through metal wires.... sometimes i play my music loud so they can enjoy it.... i hope they enjoy Passion Pit as much as i do. maybe i'll start introducing them to Beyonce and Girl Talk to spice things up....
enjoy these snapshots:


Friday, September 24, 2010

Care for a ride?

The autorickshaws are a type of three wheel taxi; they are more expensive than the bus but more direct and it’s just your party in the auto… sometimes just that is worth the money for the auto. Anyways I have discovered that unlike my idea of a taxi and the unspoken rules of a taxi, the auto drivers are in charge and the customer is not the number one priority. The drivers will stop for gas, pull over to take a phone call, or I’ve even had a few stop at the market on the way to get some groceries! All this while I am in the auto waiting to go… just sitting there wondering where my auto driver went. The other night, my roommate and I were on our way home in an auto when he pulled over near the market. He turned to us and said “one minute” and walked away into the crowd. So for like 3 or so minutes we were just sitting in the auto on the side of a busy road, just waiting. We had no idea where he went, but he eventually came back with some bread and without saying a word, continued on our way to our flat. It’s such a different concept to me; the fact that they can just walk off with customers in their car and not seem to worry about it. the fare is based on distance and whatever price we have agreed upon before I accept the ride so no matter if he stops or makes good time, he will get the same price.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

White Fang

I’ve been enjoying some of the classic books lately; the most recent being White Fang by Jack Landon. The book got me thinking about perspective and what we take for granted as westerners who are “entitled” to whatever our hearts desire. It got me thinking about the modern conveniences that so many people still go without and can barely fathom as possible! I think that’s what still blows my mind. Some people in this world do not understand the wonder of a freezer or a refrigerator, they cannot enjoy leftovers that taste the same as the first time you ate them. They do not understand what a high-rise is or the dependence on an automobile; much less one car per person…  there is this great part of the book, which is about and from the perspective of a wolf, where the wolf moves to California with his man-god and is surrounded by the power of man; huge buildings, streets, cars, trains, people and things everywhere- that one day in san Francisco haunts him forever, it is a terror; a display of the power of his man-god and he does not understand it. Have you ever thought about how there are still peopling out there like that? People who cannot even fathom how to use a car, they don’t understand a plane; they are scared of elevators and escalators. We are so lucky as Americans to have all of those things and to wield them for our own purpose- do we abuse that power? Are we using it for good? For His glory?                 There is a store here in the city that has an escalator going up 3 floors; I could sit there all day and watch people get on and off it. Grown men hesitate before getting on and some almost fall over when it continues to move up or down with them on it. They see what it is doing, but they are still scared of it. They have never seen anything like it! My favorite is when someone gets on without an example go right before them, they almost jump on and then hang on for dear life to the railing while looking around to make sure no one noticed. Even though this city is more crowded and seemingly scarier than any city I’ve been in, they still do not comprehend the splendor of other cities, the electricity, AC, lack of trees that accompanies cities in America. We are the leaders of the world, not because we have more people or the right way of doing things, but because we have a greater show of power and the world mimics us. The sad thing to me is that the things we show off the most are poor examples of how to treat each other and the earth. People are willing to lose their culture in favor of the western ways, they want to show more skin, use degrading language, and hold power over others- all from our example. Why are we lifting those aspects up if we do not agree with them? And although you might not personally agree with those things MTV is publishing, what are we doing to counter that image. I have always pretty much ignored that image; neither agreeing nor disagreeing- sometimes laughing at it or with it, but since I have been here I have realized that my inactivity has left me no choice. I am associated with that image because that is the only image they have of the States and I am from there so I must be like that. I have never had to work so hard to safeguard and defend my own honor and morality.  … I don’t know how I got from perspective of an outsider to this but there’s my thought for the day.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Productivity

I spent the better part of the day scrubbing down my new apartment. I was wearing gloves so when I took them off every 2 hrs or so my hands become increasingly unrecognizable. It’s amazing how pruny your skin can become! And when it’s that pruny you really can’t feel anything; it’s weird. My after several hours, and several walls now clean, my skin was starting to rub off on parts of my fingers and I’m still finding new blisters that I hadn’t noticed… I could have not worn gloves, but I think my hands still would have been beat up; I was using bleach water and a scrub brush, whether it was from sweat or soap my hands were getting wet. I’m sure my arms are going to be super sore tomorrow but I feel so good. Maybe this is what people talk about when they say exercising is good for you. I‘ll just keep cleaning in the heat and call it my exercise.
After cleaning, I took my first SOLO bus ride across town! By solo I mean I didn’t have an escort who knew what they were doing, do not be confused and think the bus was empty; Far from it. After I finally found the bus stop (I had to ask two different people) I had to wait for a few min for the right bus. I wish I had had my camera on me because this bus was so jam packed with people that I fit on the first step on and that was as far as I could go; but there were two other people getting on behind me… so as I stepped into some people we took off down the road. We stopped a few times and maybe one person would get off for the 4 getting on. I ended up being pushed towards the front of the bus (standing room only) near the driver; along with several people. It took about 20 min to get to my stop; I talked to the girl squished next to me a little and probably sweat a liter of water…. But I made it to my destination, I knew when to get off and I only paid 3 rupees! I say it was worth it and I will be taking the bus a lot more often. (Not the leisurely ride Adam R enjoys but still a semi-quality means of transportation.) I’m starting to open up to the city here and I think we will become good friends.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

New home

I think that there is something honorable about a good cleaning job. I know I am turning my back on my childhood hatred of cleaning, but I do enjoy the satisfaction of being able to really clean something and see the desired outcome; a new looking wall. A few days ago a fellow worker and I moved into an older apartment; it looked like something out of a scary movie. there was a layer of dust and dirt over everything, cobwebs, fingerprints, the walls were supposed to be blue with pink borders but it was all a weird grey color; everything was just grimy and small. It was a vast difference from the flat I had been living in.
When I moved here, I moved in with two girls that had been here for over a year and had themselves inherited a lot of basic household needs. This place was a definite step down from their flat, especially without all the amenities they had.  For the past couple of days my new roommate and I have been shopping and cleaning, we had to buy cups and plates, pots, food, silverware, a broom… everything. While I was discouraged when we first walked in, late at night, with the last of our stuff; I’m feeling more optimistic about the whole move. I really did enjoy myself while I was literally scrubbing the walls today. There is nothing like being able to see a difference and a result after you hard work. I haven’t sweat that much since I got here but it felt good to be doing something so real. Learning the language is hard, but it is mostly mental and the results are less obvious. But with cleaning you can put the sweat in and see the results. I enjoy manual labor in that way; don’t tell my mom that.
So at the end of the day I am proud to say our living room looks 10 times better!
Our new kitchen.... yes the size of a bathroom.
squatty potty

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

new places; new faces

I’m moving. Again.
Me and one of my new roommates will be moving into a new apt. I’ll have my own room, but no internet at home…. So while I can still update this beastly thing, I won’t be able to get on skype as frequently. I didn’t realize how quickly I could take something for granted. Back to emails and missed calls. If I don’t learn more language, now that I am not distracted by internet, I don’t think there is any hope for me…. I’m choosing to look at this as a blessing- no more distractions and more incentive to leave the house.

Here’s a shout out to the LMC night staff! I feel like we are kindred spirits since we have similar sleeping schedules… Now get back to work!!