You may have noticed I haven’t blogged for a while and there are two reasons behind this – one I was hoping to keep the post about Unique Home for girls up for as long as possible with the intention of getting the orphanage more exposure and two, I didn’t want to bore you with the mundane ins and outs of attending lectures and hand-writing assignments for which I have no clear direction on what it is I am actually supposed to be doing.
Nevertheless I did manage to sneak out of the university for the weekend and even braved the bus alone for the first time as I went and visited my ‘Popular’ friend’s home. As it turns out my somewhat negative presumptions about her turned out to be wrong. I am ashamed to admit that she is just a kind-hearted, well meaning Indian girl with a penchant for fashion and socialising (although slightly demanding). After mentioning to her that I had my first Indian wedding coming up and that I was reluctant to buy a new outfit for the occasion she invited me over to her house. What followed was an extremely warm and inviting visit that included the obligatory wonderful Indian hospitality and the best Indian food I have tasted so far. Like a teenage girl preparing for a first date I was squeezed into and out of countless gorgeous traditional Indian suits and dresses and paraded for my friends and her mother. It was decided that one outfit for an Indian wedding would not be sufficient so I left with three of my friends outfits in hand, some bangles, a bowl of popcorn from a neighbour for the bus ride home, and a picture for my hostel room along with countless cough lollies from my friends doting pharmacist fiancé.
I have promised to return again soon with Brent for another dose of Indian hospitality and I have promised my body I will join a gym should the trips to friends' houses continue. Indian hospitality is hard to match!