Well, I felt very blessed to be part of Jocelyn Hunter's inauguration party at her house yesterday. One of the big benefits of Los Angeles is you can have friends and meet people of all different shapes, sizes, and backgrounds, creeds, colors, nationalities, whatever. It's a much more integrated place than most of California in my opinion, if not most of the US. And, knowing all these people as people, makes me a better person. And, I gotta say, I couldn't have hung out with a nicer group of people that morning. Here's a blurry photo of everyone I took w/my iPhone. It was simply grand.
So, as I write this I'm waiting as a standby passenger on a flight from Newark, NJ to Florida, hoping to get home tonight and to be with the folks on Christmas.
I've been thinking alot since my departure of India has come along of what my impressions of India are. I feel they've about as diverse as India itself. My trip was, in turns, heartwarming, shocking, amazing, harrowing and sublime. Many of my co-workers showed me many kindnesses, and were really wonderful people. They really worked hard to make my feeling of being in Hyderabad and Mumbai special, and I was really appreciative. But then I would also run across people, mainly those how make their living plying the tourist trade, that were deceitful, aggressive, and sly. But then again, my hosts in both Agra and Jaipur were beyond any hint of reproach. They were honest, kind, generous, and extremely accommodating. They really made my last week enjoyable and safe.
So, really, what I'm trying to say is that India provided many extremes of experience that seemed to change quickly from one to another. It's definitely a complex world with rules that may seem similar to the west in appearance, but aren't really. Also, to even refer to India as if it were one cohesive entity may not really be correct. It's such a diverse collection of states with such a wide variety of influences over the ages, that it's amazing they are able to maintain the unity they have. (And sometimes I thought it was hard for US to keep it together!)
However, if I were to make broad, perhaps largely baseless, generalizations of the Indian populace I met, I would say they tend to be kind. Often pure strangers, in passing, would exchange smiles easily. One of the many delightful moments was when two boys just started to speak to me from their scooter as they were motoring along side the tuk-tuk I was in. Just, really, to say hello and find out where I was from. The Indian populace seem to be, as a rule, friendlier and easier to interact with than many westerners can often be, especially if the westerners are from cities as densely compacted as Mumbai.
But, really, all my experiences are rather surface. It would take many more trips and much more time spent there to really get the feeling of the place. It's just that much more complex and different than our western-european cultures. But definitely an adventure!
Well, the plane here is about to board, I'd better get ready to go!
We even stumbled on a mini Bollywood moment, with one of India's biggest Bollywood stars filming a public message promo outside of the main cave and we got to hear him singing asking his 'friend' not to write on the monuments. We actually had to hear him sing over and over again as he did take after take. Finally we were able to slip past between takes.
The best things about the caves tho were the main stupa room, which is like the heart of the complex. I'd studied it over 20 years ago in college in my Indian Art History class, and I could finally see it in person!
So yesterday Jenny, one of the pre-lighters at R&H Mumbai, was kind enough to take me around Mumbai. She's grown up here, and without her it would have been impossible for me to see everything that we did. We saw one mosque, and what I like to think of as two and a half temples. It was really three temples, but one was so busy we didn't get that close to it.
First the mosque, out on an island, was very cool:
And our final temple of the day was Baganga, where the goddess Lakshmi was said to have touched the ground and the waters flowed forth. They're actually still flowing forth today.
This was also a treat for me, because this was the same place that was often featured in the movie 'Outsourced' that I'd seen on the way over. Of course, that was depicted to be in a small Indian town, not next to one of the ritsy neighborhoods in Mumbai!
Finally we ended our day down by the Taj Hotel and the Gate of India, as there's some good shopping that way. :0)
However, I didn't really get the opportunity to buy much as I had to head back to work fora movie I was helping present. Here's my last photos for this entry, the Gate of India:
So when I first came to R&H in Mumbai, they had a small
welcoming ceremony for me. It was really beautiful. This
wonderful woman, Rama, that sort of seems like the den mother for the place, came out with these candles and they did a little blessing and gave me the dot of purity on the forehead. (And a little rice thrown in as well.) It was great.
Oh, well, you know. Mid 40s, computer geek. Works on films and this winter I'm headed to India, so I thought I'd create a blog so Mom wouldn't worry... ;0)