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Wanderings
September 22, 2015, 9:23 am
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I totally get when I hear people who travel often say they feel as if they’re a wanderer. It feels as if you’re just floating along– slowly loosing connection with the past, but somehow trying to plant your roots in the present.

I feel grateful to have been able to participate in a local photowalk in which we spent about 2 1/2 hours wandering the streets of a neighborhood in Chennai. We started at a temple, took smaller streets and alleyways toward the fish market and ended up close to the Zion church. The walk was geared toward photographers– of which I am not. I simply wanted to wander. Without a 16 month old attached to my chest. It was magnificent to see. What better way to view the city. It’s as if India was purposefully trying to set up it’s country for you to be able to take pictures at every corner. Everything is picturesque. But not in a way that one might typically imagine something being picturesque– there weren’t stunning views, or snapshots filled with crisp autumn colors, or with snow capped mountains. You just saw life. You saw the struggle, the smiles, the markets, the rituals.

And as a wanderer, I saw what photographers saw. I saw what captured their attention. How they framed their pictures. Their techniques. Changing the aperture to adjust to the lighting.

An art that I’m beginning to appreciate so much more.

“It is through living that we discover ourselves, at the same time as we discover the world around us.”
― Henri Cartier-Bresson

Let the discovery begin.

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A continuation of random thoughts
September 15, 2015, 12:37 pm
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Every time I step outside and see women driving their mopeds or motorcycles, I get scared that their long dupattas flapping in the wind or their flowing silk saris will get stuck in the wheels or gears. I see this scene playing out so vividly in my head, but alhumdulliah it doesn’t seem to happen. Somehow, everyone manages.

I’m grateful for social media as it’s made this transition that much easier. I feel as if I’m right there with family and friends whether it’s through a few quick pictures on snapchat or longer conversations on viber.

As many people as there are in this country, I hardly see pregnant women. I wouldn’t be out in this heat either.

The colors here are so vibrant. The buildings, the flowers, the clothes, the chutneys, the temples. When I first arrived, I knew there was color but it all blended together. Now I actually see the color — and it’s in everything.



Shipment 2/2 has arrived!
September 1, 2015, 12:51 pm
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A lost in translation moment:

I was chatting with our housekeeper over some gharam, gharam chai about what I thought was nursing (i.e. breastfeeding), but during the conversation –she thought I was talking about nursing, the profession. I guess i never learned the word ‘breastfeeding’ in my many years as a Hindi/Urdu speaker.

I went for a haircut and they had hip hop music on blast. It made me miss the states. It’s crazy how music can take you to another time and place. It can take you back to your high school days as you reminisce riding the bus staring out the window on your way to school, or your college days having jam out sessions with your girls. As complicated as life seemed to be back then, those days were just so simple. Maybe it’s the simplicity that I miss.

Being at the resort and seeing the ancient temples this weekend was quite nice. I was in such awe that I hardly took pictures. I do hope to go back and capture the sunrise across the bay. Around Maghreb time, the Adhan went on and it was kind of magical to hear. The infinity pool was directly in front of the Bay of Bengal and when you looked out, all you could see was the sea.

We go through a lot of toilet paper.

Our final shipment arrived today. Boxes upon boxes were flowing in. We have so much crap. Hoping this nomadic lifestyle will push me to simplify our lives. Having to unpack these boxes reiterates just how much ‘less is more.’ I can’t wait to start decorating the place and making it feel more like our home.