Sunday, August 20, 2006

I heart India

I have been hit by a giant pang of nostalgia.

India is incredible. Wandering around the hotel, Delhi impressed upon me as exhilirating, poor, and humid. Alive, bustling, colourful ... sleepless, open and buzzing. India is an attack on all five senses, and her unique aroma felt like home for me. The food, too, is far superior to Sri Lanka's (only, of course, in my humble opinion).

India is, of course, still India. "NO SPITTING" signs were conspicuously displayed at New Delhi train station. Outside the station, people wrapped in colourful clothes lay sleeping, peacefully, as dawn embraced the capital. And I experienced "light at the end of the tunnel" in the train bathroom. (The toilet was bottomless.)

Settling into our seats, David found himself next to - in his own words - an "internationally renowned computer scientist". The man had no shame in repeatedly reminding us of his wealth, or in firmly telling David that his destiny was to be a musician. (He could not "tell" my own career ... no surprise there!)

As the hours passed, I heard him explaining "yog" to David. Yog is a union between men and the almighty ... a state of deep meditation. According to the scientist:
"You can go for years without food, water, or urination. Others will call you dead, but you will be alive inside."

Right, then ... there is hope for us mere mortals. ;)

Comments:
You really ought to taste some REAL Sri Lankan food then..
 
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