Greetings to you all.
I'm writing this post from my brand new room 'upstairs'! Sophie and Aleia left today, and so Jessica and I have purloined their rooms alongside all the other staff rather than down in the dorms. My room is painted yellow, and when I finally arrived in it this afternoon, had a huge pile of balloons under the blanket, and little notes in all the drawers, courtesy of Net and Heidi who clearly have way too much time on their hands, but also very big hearts. It was nice that it felt more welcoming and I now have the notes stuck all around my room, as I didn't bring all that many photos with me to decorate with, and a couple of them are on my 'this is the UK' banner in the hall.
So I had a half work day today, as we felt we'd worked very hard creating an activity for the very important '10 million girls' sessions which we run during events, and wanted to get all our things moved. This morning Jessica and I also went to the local neighbourhood, Vishrantwadi (wadi for short) on the 'Wadi Challenge' which is basically an orientation/ errand run that we send participants on!
Yesterday I had a day off, but unfortunately I wasn't feeling very well and spent most of it asleep. This was very upsetting as I had promised to give Geoffrey and his new friend Jupiter a tour of Sangam, but maybe I'll be able to do that and post some photos soon. Ellen and I did go out in the evening to visit Prakash and his family; he came to Sangam during the birthday event to demonstrate Tabla (drum) playing, and invited us then.
Some other random things I've been meaning to mention include:
Now you're all up to date on the goings on, I can turn to the main focus of this post; Diwali.
I have a truly love/hate relationship with this festival. I will try and outline the basics of this, and then take you through our Diwali evening/ adventure!
I Love the story of the Ramayana, and Diwali is the celebration of Rama's return from exile.
I Love the lights, lanterns and small lamps that are lit everywhere and in every home. It is reminiscent of Christmas, but somehow more spiritual, and they make or buy new lanterns every year, rather than keeping them and re-using them.
I Hate the fireworks. To be more accurate, I hate that most of Pune (and presumably India) seems to have progressed from the Festival of Light to the Festival of Noise! The fireworks as we understand them (flying high in the air and then exploding in multi-coloured sparks) are quite pretty, and surprisingly often don't bang either. The majority of people, though, demonstrate a disturbing preference for fire crackers, which are 99% noise, and maybe 1% light - if you're lucky. And as you'll know if you know me, or will have gathered from my last post, I do NOT like firework bangs.
I Love the number of people on the streets, and that they are all happy and enjoying themselves; celebrating the start of a new year, and shaking hands with everyone to wish them a Happy Diwali.
I Hate that most of the people on the streets have firecrackers! I REALLY hate that small children were lighting some of them, and picking them up to shake them if they didn't go off soon enough... we did see one small child holding a cracker as it went off, but after blowing on his fingers and shaking them a bit, he seemed fine. Luckily.
I Love the steady flow of Diwali sweets appearing at chai time at Sangam from various benefactors from the gardening and travel companies we use, to friends, other staff, and guests as well. (NB I love this for the sentiment, not for the huge amount of sugar we've been consuming!)
I Love the constant string of invitations to visit the houses of friends, and at each one be stuffed with chai and Diwali sweets. (I don't like most of the Diwali sweets as they are just that - REALLY sweet. However this is not a part of the Hate side of things, because some of the snacks are also savoury and very tasty!)
I Hate that I made a fool of myself outside Aarti's (one of our 17year old guides who we're training in the ways of SV-dom) house when the boys were 'demonstrating' fire crackers, presumably for our enjoyment, and because they were so close and came as a surprise, I ended up with tears streaming. Not crying as in sobbing and wanting to go home (although I sort of did), but just tears of shock. Net and Jessica and the others were all really supportive and hugged me close to 'protect' me, but some of our Indian hosts noticed and were worried they'd upset me, which made me feel bad and stupid because hey, it's their festival and they should be allowed to make loud noises if they want to!
I Loved being given a sparkler by Aarti's father. They've always been my favourite firework as they're quiet but fun! Sparklers here are decidedly floppier than at home, and burn all the way to the end so you have to be paying attention and drop them on the street before it reaches your hand, but still decidedly safer than a lot of the other explosives that were around that night! Although while I was playing with my sparkler, the above very close and loud cracker incident happened, and as I jumped I was in danger of setting the beautiful sari that Hayley had lent me (because mine is still with the tailor) on fire!
I think they are most of my main feelings about Diwali. Including the stop-off at Aarti's house, I think it took us about 90 minutes to cover the walk to Mina's house, which would usually take about 20! She lives in a block of flats that has a courtyard in the middle, so I was no better off there in terms of sound, as the fireworks and crackers were set off there and the sound echoed around! However, it was worth the gauntlet run journey as we had a really nice evening together and got to meet her extended family and friends as well. Plus, her husband drove us back to Sangam in the car - phew!
I'll add a couple of photos below, but I don't have many because I was a bit preoccupied with keeping my wits! I know it's silly to be scared of bangs at the age of 22, but there you have it. I think my overall decision about Diwali is that it's awesome, but next time I'm in India at this time of year, I'll make sure that all my friends come to visit me, so I don't have to venture out! It's bad enough sitting in my room typing this - I'm on the side next to the road, and the occasional bang still makes me jump! Today is the last day of Diwali though, so hopefully, relative peace will descend tomorrow!
I'm writing this post from my brand new room 'upstairs'! Sophie and Aleia left today, and so Jessica and I have purloined their rooms alongside all the other staff rather than down in the dorms. My room is painted yellow, and when I finally arrived in it this afternoon, had a huge pile of balloons under the blanket, and little notes in all the drawers, courtesy of Net and Heidi who clearly have way too much time on their hands, but also very big hearts. It was nice that it felt more welcoming and I now have the notes stuck all around my room, as I didn't bring all that many photos with me to decorate with, and a couple of them are on my 'this is the UK' banner in the hall.
So I had a half work day today, as we felt we'd worked very hard creating an activity for the very important '10 million girls' sessions which we run during events, and wanted to get all our things moved. This morning Jessica and I also went to the local neighbourhood, Vishrantwadi (wadi for short) on the 'Wadi Challenge' which is basically an orientation/ errand run that we send participants on!
Yesterday I had a day off, but unfortunately I wasn't feeling very well and spent most of it asleep. This was very upsetting as I had promised to give Geoffrey and his new friend Jupiter a tour of Sangam, but maybe I'll be able to do that and post some photos soon. Ellen and I did go out in the evening to visit Prakash and his family; he came to Sangam during the birthday event to demonstrate Tabla (drum) playing, and invited us then.
Some other random things I've been meaning to mention include:
- After a week or so of being unsure and not trusting Net, I have now established that neither Indian nor Western omelettes have tomato in; it is ONLY the tomato omelette that I have to avoid!
- Jessica received a lovely parcel from her grandma full of brightly coloured US sweets that looked like plastic beads- very exciting! It's her birthday on Sunday.
- It was also Christa's (DWCM) birthday yesterday, and in November, we'll be celebrating Ellen (SV), Mina (CRM) and Sayali (VIT)'s birthdays. There may also be another one which I've forgotten at the moment - sorry if that's the case!
- The swimming pool has finally returned to its totally clear blue, inviting state. For a while it was decidedly green and we were no longer sure that it had a bottom, as we couldn't see the beautiful blue tiles!
- I now think I'm almost prepared for the next event - my first as a full SV. Starting to feel ready to dive in; only 2 days until the participants arrive!
Now you're all up to date on the goings on, I can turn to the main focus of this post; Diwali.
I have a truly love/hate relationship with this festival. I will try and outline the basics of this, and then take you through our Diwali evening/ adventure!
I Love the story of the Ramayana, and Diwali is the celebration of Rama's return from exile.
I Love the lights, lanterns and small lamps that are lit everywhere and in every home. It is reminiscent of Christmas, but somehow more spiritual, and they make or buy new lanterns every year, rather than keeping them and re-using them.
I Hate the fireworks. To be more accurate, I hate that most of Pune (and presumably India) seems to have progressed from the Festival of Light to the Festival of Noise! The fireworks as we understand them (flying high in the air and then exploding in multi-coloured sparks) are quite pretty, and surprisingly often don't bang either. The majority of people, though, demonstrate a disturbing preference for fire crackers, which are 99% noise, and maybe 1% light - if you're lucky. And as you'll know if you know me, or will have gathered from my last post, I do NOT like firework bangs.
I Love the number of people on the streets, and that they are all happy and enjoying themselves; celebrating the start of a new year, and shaking hands with everyone to wish them a Happy Diwali.
I Hate that most of the people on the streets have firecrackers! I REALLY hate that small children were lighting some of them, and picking them up to shake them if they didn't go off soon enough... we did see one small child holding a cracker as it went off, but after blowing on his fingers and shaking them a bit, he seemed fine. Luckily.
I Love the steady flow of Diwali sweets appearing at chai time at Sangam from various benefactors from the gardening and travel companies we use, to friends, other staff, and guests as well. (NB I love this for the sentiment, not for the huge amount of sugar we've been consuming!)
I Love the constant string of invitations to visit the houses of friends, and at each one be stuffed with chai and Diwali sweets. (I don't like most of the Diwali sweets as they are just that - REALLY sweet. However this is not a part of the Hate side of things, because some of the snacks are also savoury and very tasty!)
I Hate that I made a fool of myself outside Aarti's (one of our 17year old guides who we're training in the ways of SV-dom) house when the boys were 'demonstrating' fire crackers, presumably for our enjoyment, and because they were so close and came as a surprise, I ended up with tears streaming. Not crying as in sobbing and wanting to go home (although I sort of did), but just tears of shock. Net and Jessica and the others were all really supportive and hugged me close to 'protect' me, but some of our Indian hosts noticed and were worried they'd upset me, which made me feel bad and stupid because hey, it's their festival and they should be allowed to make loud noises if they want to!
I Loved being given a sparkler by Aarti's father. They've always been my favourite firework as they're quiet but fun! Sparklers here are decidedly floppier than at home, and burn all the way to the end so you have to be paying attention and drop them on the street before it reaches your hand, but still decidedly safer than a lot of the other explosives that were around that night! Although while I was playing with my sparkler, the above very close and loud cracker incident happened, and as I jumped I was in danger of setting the beautiful sari that Hayley had lent me (because mine is still with the tailor) on fire!
I think they are most of my main feelings about Diwali. Including the stop-off at Aarti's house, I think it took us about 90 minutes to cover the walk to Mina's house, which would usually take about 20! She lives in a block of flats that has a courtyard in the middle, so I was no better off there in terms of sound, as the fireworks and crackers were set off there and the sound echoed around! However, it was worth the gauntlet run journey as we had a really nice evening together and got to meet her extended family and friends as well. Plus, her husband drove us back to Sangam in the car - phew!
I'll add a couple of photos below, but I don't have many because I was a bit preoccupied with keeping my wits! I know it's silly to be scared of bangs at the age of 22, but there you have it. I think my overall decision about Diwali is that it's awesome, but next time I'm in India at this time of year, I'll make sure that all my friends come to visit me, so I don't have to venture out! It's bad enough sitting in my room typing this - I'm on the side next to the road, and the occasional bang still makes me jump! Today is the last day of Diwali though, so hopefully, relative peace will descend tomorrow!
Me (in borrowed sari and a Tshirt - not great but the best I could do!) and Net (also in one of Hayley's saris!) at Mina's house - safe from the noise and madness.
One of the fireworks in the courtyard. These were actually good - no noise! Photo taken by Jessica from Mina's balcony.
TTFN x