In the blink of an eye, one week has elapsed since my arrival in India, and the journey has been nothing short of a whirlwind of new encounters. Amidst the cacophony of sounds, vibrant colours, and unexpected rain that greeted us in Chennai, I couldn’t help but marvel at the sheer diversity encapsulated in this nation.
Amusingly, when I queried my parents about missing me, their response conveyed a sense of continuity, as my constant updates made it feel like I had never left their side. The urge to share the multitude of experiences is irresistible, for each day unfolds a new chapter.
Our initial destination, Pondicherry, unfolded as a revelation over the course of the next five days. The city, with its enchanting blend of beautiful buildings narrating tales of a colonial French history, exuded life, colour, and a deep connection with nature. Despite the persistent rain, which proved slightly inconvenient for my suitcase of summer attire and lack of a rain jacket, Nick’s assurance that rain brings good luck became a comforting mantra, providing solace amidst the extra laundry.
Surprisingly, I found myself oscillating between questioning my location and being transported back to familiar territory. The omnipresent stray dogs, unorthodox road rules, and a cultural emphasis on communal living bore uncanny resemblances to the islands. Yet, a swift reality check, often triggered by a unique Indian sight or sound, promptly brought me back to the awareness that I am, indeed, in India.
As I jot down these reflections from the Isha Yoga Foundation in Coimbatore, the morning’s immersion in the sacred waters of Theerthakunds remains etched in memory. The walk back was adorned with encounters with peacocks, monkeys, and cows—undeniable reminders that I am far from the island life I momentarily envisioned.
Each passing day has unfolded a tapestry of novelties, prompting continual self-reflection. The learning curve is steep, and the experiences are boundless. To engage with Indian culture at such depth and diversity is a privilege beyond measure. Perhaps, the persistent rain at the trip’s onset was, indeed, a harbinger of the good fortune that awaits us in the weeks to come.
Fa’afetai tele lava,
Tiana