There’s a little village close to me called Mahim. There’s nothing really remarkable about this typical middle-class neighborhood except for the few days before the Hindu celebration of Diwali. As if from nowhere, shining shops pop on the streets and lanes enticing onlookers to walk amongst the glow of hundreds of colorful paper lanterns. It’s magical. Diwali, my favorite time of year in Bombay. Light the lights!
My friend Jane celebrated a landmark birthday the other day. To celebrate, a group of women ate and dined at a trendy bar in downtown Mumbai. We ate pumpkin ravioli, drank French wine (complete with fire sparklers), and indulged our sweet teeth with flour-less chocolate cake. There we were, six successful women spending our money on the finer things in life. Enjoying the freedom that comes with being a single woman in Mumbai. Riding home in an air-conditioned cab, I […]
I didn’t sleep at all last night. Paralyzed with fear that a two inch long, pink, bulbous eyed monster lizard would pounce on me in my sleep. It started around 11:00, just as I was drifting to sleep: “Chirp, chirp.” What was that? Did I leave the television on? No, I don’t have a television. Listen intently. “Chirp, chirp.” What the heck? Turn on light. Shriek at the top of lungs scaring the bejesus out self and small cold-blooded animal […]
Today in class, my teacher asked me to consider the difference between a wicked problem and a non-wicked problem. The theme of today’s lesson was design thinking (a style of thinking, considered to be the ability to combine empathy for the context of a problem, creativity in the generation of insights and solutions, and rationality to analyze and fit solutions to the context. -Wikipedia). He asked us to think about how we are a school for the future and how we can utilize designed thinking in […]
Bingo Night Walking home last night, taking the short cut from Hill Road through the small Catholic village on Varoda road, I stumbled onto Bingo Night. Without hesitation, I was offered a Bingo card, asked to join a mission trip to Kurla to convert Muslims to Catholicism, and hit on by a single father refugee from Kashmir. All in all, a good night. IMG_1418
Day 1 of Year 3 in Bombay starts today and I am so happy to be home. Here’s a rundown of the last 24 hours: -Upgrade to business class (thanks BA). -Duty free purchased. -Chatted with two young, enthusiastic Indians while waiting for luggage. -All luggage arrived, intact. -Greeted at the airport with smiles and hugs by Lawrence, Ganesh, and Darshan. -Pleasant ride home and chat with Darshan. -Monsoon smell reminding me what I love about Bombay rains. -Clean home […]
Imagine yourself lounging in the backyard white wine in hand, enjoying the smells of late-July flowers, the gentle buzzing of the honeybees busily collecting pollen, dove pairs cooing, trickling water from the water feature, ahhhh…. peace. Imagine yourself not thinking about anything when all of the sudden you hear them. A unison chorus of clicking and humming wafting gently down from the nearby cottonwood tree signaling that this, your quiet solitude, will shortly be interrupted with thoughts about pencils, lessons, […]
My mom and I made a recent trip to the local book shop. Wait, shop is too weak a word; book warehouse is more accurate. We were buried in words millions and millions of them. I love book shops. The smell of new books signify new places to go, new people to meet, new ideas to try. So many possibilities, so little time. Anyway, we were nestled in our corner piled high with everything from vegetarian recipe books to travel […]