
i've had many odd encounters with cows and monkeys, but chickens seem hard to come by. week one has passed and i finally found my chicken. unfortunately i wasn't sitting next to it on a bus, but i figured this was close enough.
as each day goes by, it gets easier and easier living in india... i don't think i'll ever really blend, but at least i'm not just wandering around looking lost anymore. i am getting pretty comfortable with the constant noise, the dusty air and the foreign food... and being stared at everywhere i go.
my yoga practice starts at 7 a.m. during the week. i wake up at 5 a.m. just so i can absorb the silence. it's not too often that india is actually quiet. i wake up slowly... i'm doing everything slowly these days... that's just how it's done here. i stretch out a bit on my bed and play a song on my ipod before my feet even touch the ground. This never fails to bring a huge smile to my face. It's nice to lay there in the dark and just smile for a few minutes.
softly, in the distance... i hear a street vendor pushing a cart through the neighborhood, calling for pineapple, watermelon and papaya... soon after, Kellashrani, the elder in the house calls upstairs to wake the family. the birds start chirping. a horn sounds. a car drives by. a gate creaks open. the old man coughs up a loogie. a bike bell chimes. a conversation in hindi is being mumbled in the next room.
slowly these sounds start to merge into one giant clash of sounds. one car has turned into a bajillion cars, all honking at the same time. they honk for everything here. when they're turning, when they're passing... when they're going to hit something... when they pass a temple... sometimes i think they honk just to honk. each horn seems to have a different sound, so it sounds like a symphony of chaos. i'm still laying in bed and notice, this is very india... it was completely silent five minutes ago.
i find that my senses are amplified here... i wonder if it's because i'm in a foreign land or if it's because i'm starting to quiet myself... or maybe i just cleaned my ears.

love you...thank you...
ReplyDeleteLOVE the way you write - it feels like I was there with you :-)
ReplyDeleteSo all the time at SJP you could write like this, and didn't? Way to hold out on us! Awesome storytelling. Makes me want to see it myself.
ReplyDeleteYour mornings sound perfect. And I 2nd the comment on writing....you're amazing girl. :)
ReplyDeleteCHICKENS!!!!
ReplyDeleteLove, Kristen
oh my gosh i found how to write on this blog!!! lol i so will not mention that im your sister so i would embarrass you!!!! i miss you so much girl but so glad that you are where you want to be. you are always in our thoughts everyday no matter how far you are. I love you so much. smile you are so loved by so many. T
ReplyDeleteGosh you're such a good writer. As said above ... it's almost like I'm living it with you :)
ReplyDeleteVery happy for you and Thankful for being on this journey with you. Peace your way darling.
Hey girl, I'm just now catching up with your blog. You are amazing! I'd like to hear more about the monkey encounters.
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