Diary of a White Indian Housewife
Thoughts and Experiences of an Expat Living in India
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Two evenings ago there was a knock on the door. It was one of the watchmen. He started speaking animatedly in Hindi. Apparently, the housing society secretary had issued a notice about all the water theft going on. And apparently, quite a bit of it had been taking place from our garden tap….
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I just received an email from a friend saying that my picture was in a widely read national Marathi newspaper. He sent a link, which I excitedly opened. Only to find that the picture of me driving an auto rickshaw in Mumbai had been digitally edited to make it look like I was Katrina Kaif…
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I took this photo in Uttar Pradesh, where this advertisement for “Pimp Kill” pimple cream appeared prominently a number of times….
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I was passing through Delhi Airport late Wednesday afternoon on my way to Uttarakhand (more about that later). As I was about to step out of the airport, a huge crowd started surging forward. Knowing that my blog isn’t THAT popular, I wondered who could possibly be behind me. Shah Rukh Khan? The Big B?
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Following on from a look inside our new home, here are some scenes from our new neighbourhood in Mumbai — Hirandanani Gardens, Powai. Powai is located in Mumbai’s central suburbs, around 6 kilometres from the airport and 25 kilometres from the city centre in south Mumbai….
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Another day, another destination. This week it was Kerala — the famed land of meeshas (moustaches) and mundus (man skirts). I’d been persuaded to participate in a travel photo shoot for Mahindra….
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When cleaning the house, I’ve never been very thorough when it comes to dusting. Living in India has really highlighted this deficiency in my housekeeping skills. It’s a very dirty country. Dusting almost has to be done daily, as it relentlessly settles all over the house. One thing has me extremely puzzled though. That’s the amount of dust that manages to attach itself to the ceiling fans….
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A friend of mine just sent me the link to this You Tube video. It may have been around for a while but I haven’t seen it before. It’s a performance by Revathy Sankaran, who sings regional interpretations of the nursery rhyme Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. The Punjabi one at the end is particularly hilarious….
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Hmmm. That’s not very proper. I found this notice from the post office under my door today…
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Mumbai’s local train service is the fastest way of getting from one side of the city to the other. If you travel during the day or late at night, when there aren’t too many passengers, it can even be quite comfortable. Travel at any other time though, and you’ll most likely find the alarming things you’ve heard about the Mumbai local to be true….
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