Even though I want to bite your head off sometimes, I know that you know we have a special friendship. You are amazing. Don’t change. I love everything about you, even the things that annoy me. I love that you still love me even though I get annoyed with you! And I know there are things about me that bother you, but you get over it and love me anyway :] Boy that was confusing!
You are one of my very, very best friends.
We’ve been there for each other since day one and we can talk about absolutely everything. We’re each other’s crutches!
On top of all that, you make me laugh. Hard. We have the best time when we’re together.
I want so badly to go to Lollapalooza. I was meant to go to that festival. I just know it. And this year, The Strokes are one of the headliners. I’m so jealous of my friends who are going! Aghh. Next year…next year.
I know that over the past year, and especially this summer, I haven’t been making time for people as much as I should, but I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s because I’m just like my mom. Everyone who knows my mom knows that she can’t stand to be in one place for too long and she lives her life very spontaneously, making last-minute plans non-stop. She’s always been that way since I was little. She’s a businesswoman who likes to stay busy and would rather be out of town than sitting at home. I’m the same way. Before I left for India this summer, I was making trips back and forth to Houston, to Dallas, and back to Beaumont over and over again to see my brothers and take care of errands with my mom. During my time in India, we were on 11 flights, traveling all over the place. After I got back from the 3-week long India trip, I was home for a couple days and then gone for Jersey. When I got home from that, which was 4 days ago, I realized I got bored within a matter of two days. I began to feel spoiled. How can I be bored if I’ve been traveling so much? I should like being home right now. I guess this means that when I have a career of my own, it will probably be one that allows me to travel a great deal. And I can’t wait for that! Anyway, like I said, my family is crazy and we don’t live according to plans much. I used to be so annoyed by this when I was little, but it didn’t take long before I realized that it was just the way we were and though it gets messy, we have fun being spontaneous. It also didn’t take long to realize that I’d probably be the same way with my own kids.
What is the first news I receive as soon as I get back from India? A friend of mine just told me that the band who sings my favorite song of all time has split up. Voxtrot. I read a blog post written by Ramesh, the lead singer, explaining the whole thing and I do understand why, but what I’m really really down about is that I never got to see them play…and I never will. They decided to put on a few more shows to say goodbye and I know a couple of them are over and actually all of them could be over now. I’ll never ever ever be there while he’s singing “The Start of Something” right in front of me. Or “Soft and Warm.” Or “Raised by Wolves.” And so many more. I hate this!!! I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it! It may sound stupid to you how upset I am about this, but his music means a whole lot to me and I’ll never get over the fact that I never got to hear him sing live.
The blog post he wrote was perfectly written though. He’s always been a lovely writer. You can check it out at voxtrot.net or at his very own blog, thevoxtrotkid.blogspot.com.
I’M HOME! IN TEXAS! It feels like it’s been forever!
Anyway, I’m very well aware that I didn’t blog about the past few days I spent in India but there weren’t too many highlights because that time was mostly spent on taking care of family matters and doing just a bit of shopping around Hyderabad. But! Here’s one thing that’s been pressing on my mind for a couple days. When my family was leaving the hotel to go out somewhere the other day, I saw a man, his son, and wife get into a car to leave to somewhere as well. The man was holding a video camera. As he was getting in the car, the guard at the door, who frequently speaks to my family and I everyday because we’ve stayed at the hotel so many times before, said “Do you know who that is?” I told him no and asked who it was and the guard said “He’s a really really famous author!! Extremely famous in the U.S.! And he makes so many films!” I was immediately shocked and asked him what the name of the man was but the guard didn’t remember the name. I was so upset about it because I was dying to know what work he’s done and if it’s anything that I’m absolutely in love with. Another crazy thing is that earlier that morning he was sitting next to my sister and I at breakfast and when we got into the elevator later, him and his son jumped into the elevator really fast and he said, “Hello!” I didn’t know he was famous! I just thought he was a random guy who was really cheery! Anyway, I guess I’ll just never know. What a depressing thought :( BAH!
Watched the movie Kites!! My sister and I have been dying to see this movie and we bought it and watched it in the hotel. I don’t think it’s out on dvd yet in the U.S. It’s a Bollywood film that stars Hrithik Roshan and a Mexican actress named Barbara Mori - my sister and I now think she is one of the most beautiful women on the planet (if you saw the movie, you’d agree). The movie, which is mostly in English, is about the unlikely love story between a Hindi-speaking Indian man and a Mexican woman. She can’t speak English and he can’t speak Spanish. I loved the movie and I could seriously watch it all over again right now. I had to try really hard to hold back the tears while my sister let it all out and bawled through the entire ending. I have never seen two people on screen together as incredibly attractive as Hrithik and Barbara acting along in such a beautiful story. Seriously, these two are gorgeous.
Went to the newly opened Hard Rock Cafe in Hyderabad. I was amazed. They actually played good rock music inside and everything and it looked just like any other Hard Rock restaurant. They even had a live band perform. The rate at which India’s big cities are developing is fascinating! :)
Who are you to say another’s relationship is or isn’t the definition of “true” love? Who are you to write off someone else’s idea of love as “puppy love?” And who are you to say that two people are incapable of experiencing real love because in your eyes they’re just two people who are sickeningly promiscuous? What if for one woman, her definition of love allows her to be in love with three different people at the same time? No, my definition does not include loving more than one person at once. But here’s the thing: we can’t shove our rules of love down other people’s throats because really, love is just one of the most subjective ideas in the world. It involves each person’s past experiences, failures, successes, and wishes. With those things, we form our very own definitions of love that allow us to find what we’re looking for. Love can be dirty, pure, heart-breaking, passionate, and stupid (what’s passionate to you may not be so for another person and what’s stupid to you may be wonderful to someone else.) It can be more than that or less. But that’s just it - it all depends on the person and what he or she wants for themselves. Some of us like to compare being in love to what we see in fairytale-like movies and others see being in love in a more lustful manner. Some place conditions on their love and some boldly proclaim that true love is completely unconditional. Their love may be unconditional according to what they believe but it doesn’t have to be that way for everyone. Love is messy and there are gray areas all over. I definitely have my own definition of love but I won’t force others to think the way I do about the subject. We’re all in this world together but we definitely didn’t come from the same backgrounds. We are our own persons. We love what we want to love. We love who we want to love. We love when we want to love. And we love however the hell we want to love.
Saw THE most depressing Indian movie I’ve ever seen in my entire life and I never want to see it again. I don’t even remember what the name of it was. We went to a smaller theater in Hyderabad because the big one we usually go to was closed and the sound quality was kind of bad during the movie and sometimes it would even black out. But it was funny because every single time that happened, all the guys in the theater would shout with so much frustration, almost in unison, until the quality would go back to normal. It was hilarious.
I forgot how scary riding in an auto (taxi-like vehicle on three wheels with open sides that some countries, like India, use) is when it’s raining and dark outside! Indian traffic is terrifying. But being a driver in India or just living in India means accepting that you will have plenty of near-death experiences on the road and they happen every two seconds.
Bought a bunch of sandals! Everything is so much cheaper here and it’ all handmade - the benefit of buying things in foreign countries!
This day was basically only comprised of lounging around and then flying to Chennai (formerly known as Madras)
We stayed at the Fisherman’s Cove, another Taj hotel, and it was so breathtaking. We had our own little villa-type thing just steps away from the beach and there was even a hammock in the backyard. The beach water was actually clean too! We spent the day walking along the beach and then my sister convinced me to go swimming in the hotel’s pool. That was my first time swimming in sooo long. It’s been over a year or something!
I was really sad that my dad couldn’t be there (he’s swamped with work back home like always) because he would have loved it. Really really loved it. But I’m taking plenty of pictures for him!
India - Day Five - One of the Happiest Days of My Life
Since we had arrived in Kerala at nighttime, I had no idea what it looked like during the day. I woke up at 6 am, looked out the window, and saw the fresh monsoon rain of Cochin settling on the beach water. So calm and so pretty.
After breakfast, I looked up places to go in Cochin and found Marine Drive, a strip of shops and restaurants not too far from the hotel. We talked to the travel desk and arranged for a speedboat ride to Marine Drive. The ride was SO MUCH FUN! On the way back from Marine Drive, we asked the man steering the boat if he could go even faster and he couldn’t have been happier that we asked and started jumping the waves and making sharp turns, and daring darts under trees hanging above us. I was having the time of my life racing across the Arabian Sea!
We got back to the hotel and hung out there for a few hours and then started on a tour of the village that we booked. Our guide drove us 40 minutes into Cochin to the old city where we got on a country boat in the village for a ride. The boat man steered the boat with just a long bamboo stick and we sailed out peacefully along the river. He took us through the canal and we watched villagers at work. I have never felt so close to nature as I did yesterday. Everything was just so real and pure. Along the canal, you could see goats running along the grass and simply frolicking on their own. I asked if I could hold one and the guide jumped out of he boat, picked up a white baby goat and gave it to me. The goat didn’t even make a sound! It just sat there, content in my arms. I really wanted to take one home! :(
Later on, our guide took us to a house in the village where we got to try homemade black tea with ginger and the local snacks of Kerala. DELICIOUS.
The people of Cochin, Kerala were extremely friendly to us and so inviting. I really got the sense of a community and I can’t wait to come back here next year if possible.
It’s currently 9 am on Day Six and we’re about to leave Kerala in a couple hours to head back to Hyderabad. I wish we did’t have to! But anyway, that was Five in a nutshell. Cochin, thanks for being so good to us!
“But then they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’”—One of my favorite quotations of all time and my favorite from Jack Kerouac’s On the Road, a book I’ve been reading lately and loving every second of it.
Spent the day in Jaipur visiting old palaces and walking around the grounds of the palace of the current royal family of Jaipur. Yes, they actually still have a royal family!
Saw the Water Palace - An old palace set in the middle of water - beautiful!
Was supposed to ride a camel/elephant but ran out of time. I really wanted to ride that camel! :[
Bought kings headdresses (turban-like) with my brother and looked awesome in them.
Bought Rajasthani Indian puppet dolls and other random things for no reason at all except for the fact that when you walk around India and little kids are trying their hardest, tapping on your car window, pulling your shirt sleeve, to sell you little trinkets to support their little brothers and sisters…you start to buy things for the heck of it. Those kids have soul.
Ate at a gourmet Indian restaurant called Cinnamon and had the most delicious cinnamon flavored ice cream ever.
Woke up at 2 am to get ready to fly back to Hyderabad and then fly to Kerala later.
Chilled in Hyderabad for a few hours.
Got on a plane for Cochin, Kerala and after many delays and the scariest plane ride of my entire life (everyone was so sure we were going to die), we finally got to the Taj Malabar on Willingdon Island in Cochin, Kerala.
Kerala is beautiful! And the hotel is right on the water =)
Monsoon season = rain rain rain. We always seem to forget that.
On day four, I was in 4 different states of India (that’s including Bangolore which is where we had to stop for our flght delay) and three different hotels. You can see why I keep putting on my India posts that I’m tired.