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I know you’re thinking India, but think again

Recently there was a Bollywood girls only night in my neighbourhood and I had to go.

There were tables of: delicious pakoras and samosas; Indian textiles and jewellery; a bhindi stand; mendhi counter. Above was a screen belting out dated Shahrukh or Aishwarya Bolly Holly movie hits. Continue reading I know you’re thinking India, but think again

Colonial colic

Photo courtesy: Jmitra 1 — Wikimedia Commons

My once husband was Indian. For those from North America, I’m not referring to the mistaken name given to First Nation peoples. I’m writing about the REAL Indians from India. Continue reading Colonial colic

Leaving India

Ship off the Kenyan coast

Photo courtesy: Andrew Thomas — Wikimedia Commons

Three times I’ve left India, (oops, now it’s four, since writing this post) and two of those times were by sea. Firstly, I chugged across the Palk Straight from Rameswaram to Mannar Island, Lanka.

The second sea exit was Continue reading Leaving India

From my Taj Mahal to Mere Brother ki Dulhan’s version

Taj photo courtesy: Vinoo202 —Wikimedia Commons

In the Bollywood movie, Mere Brother ki Dulhan, the Taj Mahal couldn’t appear more majestic nor the dancing before the structure. This was how I almost felt peering at the exquisite marble walls and walking below on the echoing steps to view the famous coffins. Never have I seen a building to match its grandeur. Continue reading From my Taj Mahal to Mere Brother ki Dulhan’s version

Delhi Hai Meri Yaar

Delhi Street — Photo courtesy: John Hill — Wikimedia Commons

Or so the A.R. Rahman song goes but I don’t remember the city being my friend. I guess the part of town I stayed in, cheap and crowded, didn’t help; very like the video clip below. Continue reading Delhi Hai Meri Yaar

Mumbai movie mania

Photo courtesy: Humajunn Peerzaada — Wikimedia Commons

Flying into Mumbai, the old familiar odour hit the senses as soon as I exited the airport. Nothing seemed to have changed in my five-year absence. The traffic was chaotic; the sound of horns trumpeted the vast city; and the heat and humidity glued my clothes to my back. In spite of these discomforts, I was excited to return. Continue reading Mumbai movie mania

Indian music – Love it or hate it?

Photo courtesy: Sukanto Debneith — Wikimedia Commons

One aspect that drove me to the end of my tether in India was Indian music. I’m not talking about the Ravi Shankar sita bita mita stuff. I mean the Bollywood Kollywood genre that pelted out from radios set at top volume with those high pitched female squealers. Continue reading Indian music – Love it or hate it?