Tuesday, March 29, 2011

You must feed the ants

It has been a while since I wanted to burst out laughing, impolitely, in someone's face. But that is what nearly happened when I consulted an astrologist and he said, very seriously, "You must feed the ants." The backstory is that my friend had some burning questions she wanted answered, so when an astrologist came to her business, she took it as a sign that she should visit this wise, knowing man (with a computer program) and find some answers. I decided to tag along, because when else was I going to go to a "legitimate" astrologist for $3?


When I entered the room, Sukhminder, who is also a t.v. newscaster (somehow this makes complete sense), sat calmly at his desk, surrounded by stones, a slightly eery picture of his deceased mother and a large poster of the planets at his back. Every finger was adorned with a ring presumed to hold some significance, and his neck cradled several golden chain necklaces with stones embedded in them. An orange smudge dotted his forehead and when he leaned over, he provided a clear view of his receding hairline.


I then gave Sukhminder my name, date of birth, place of birth and approximate time of birth and he entered this all into his computer. There was no smoke or wizadry, just a Dell laptop and letterhead with Sukhminder's black and white photo on the top, in which he's wearing sunglasses that make him look like he missed the Men in Black casting call. 


There's some good news and bad news. The bad news is that I will encounter a lot of expenditures until May 12, 2011. To counter this, I should feed the ants til choti (some mixture of something). And I should not feed the dozens of ants that march regularly across my kitchen counter, but I should go to a nearby tree and feed these ants. Apparently, my relationships are supposed to be giving me difficulty right now. This will all improve on August 8, 2011. But in the meantime, I can feed black grams to the poor people every Saturday. And to improve my work situation, I can feed biscuits to two dogs a day. Lastly, I should feed the birds a mixture of corn, barley, rice and green pulses, but I might skip this one because I can't remember what it is for. Maybe it's for my marriage...which is supposed to happen between May 9, 2012 and October 9, 2013...so if you're single, watch out, because I may be on the prowl.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Will you accept a little rambling?

Having been quite some time since I posted, I'm finding it difficult to jump back into this here blogging world. So, if you'll pardon the randomness of it, I'm just going to spout off a few things that have come to mind recently.


1) People are different. No matter how much we want to say that we're all the same, culture plays an obviously huge role in our lives and shapes us forever. Take for instance the simple appliance the refrigerator. While I, and many other Americans, probably consider this a vital appliance, I'm not sure most Indians feel the same way. Sure, you can go into most middle class and up homes in Mumbai, Delhi and Ludhiana and find a fridge. But go to the villages or to poorer homes, and these families will likely have a t.v. before they have a fridge.  In fact, they may even have satellite t.v. before they have a fridge. And open a fridge in an Indian's home, and what will you find?  Not much.  Most likely it will be nearly empty. Once I caught my maid snuffing out the contents of my fridge and showing her curious sister how full it was. I am one person and my fridge is stuffed. It's just how I was raised and how I cook. I make leftovers; I change my meals frequently; I like to have things on hand for when I want a snack; and I like my snacks cold!  


2) We are changing seasons here in Punjab. I went from a simple sheet on the bed in August to using two quilts and a heater in December, and now I'm back to just the sheet.  Pretty soon I hope to install an a/c so I don't melt when temps hit the 100's and the humidity approaches saturation levels.


3) I got an extension! The good people at Fulbright are allowing me to stay an extra three months. Hence the need for an a/c. My return to NYC in August will be a shocker, but now I have a few more months to prepare and also find a job. If you're hiring, let me know!


4) I've decided to consult an astrologer. They're quite common here - people often make major decisions based on what their astrologer tells them. I won't put that much emphasis on his predictions and am using it more for fun.  Who knows?!


5) I am humbled. I was in Goa recently for the Fulbright conference. And if my fellow Fulbrighters are any indication of the stock of young people about to emerge into the workforce, America will be a-okay.  It's amazing what some 22 year olds are doing with their life. Some of these scholars will go on to some of the best medical schools in the US; jobs at Google and prestigious firms and PhD's at MIT. I was impressed and awed. It was great.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Karnataka, my new favorite Indian state





Hampi









Desperately trying to get a bottle of wine open

Eating cheese and baguette and I am so happy


Cute and geeky little train museum in Mysore

Mysore Palace

Fancy hotel near Mysore





Cute little boy who swore he was going to school and just helping
out that day. Here you see him making inscence sticks. 

Sushi in Bengaluru. I was in heaven. 


My huge sundae that I unchristianly-like
did not share with anyone.