Diary of a White Indian Housewife
Thoughts and Experiences of an Expat Living in India
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Given the lack of space in Mumbai, one thing that surprises me about where we’re living is how little people utilise their rooftop terraces. Day after day, the rows of surrounding terraces remain neglected, empty, and devoid of cheer. I can’t believe the potential that is going to waste. Not our terrace though. I’m thrilled to have so much outdoor space all to myself, and am determined to make the most of it….
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What bliss! I’m already settled into my new home, after just one week. I can’t believe how different I feel compared to where I was living previously…
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My enthusiasm for moving into our new home in Mumbai, isn’t just restricted to growing vegetables and herbs. I’m even making a name sign for the new place….
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It’s a commonly accepted belief that you should pray to God or the universe for what you want. However, I’m not a person who often prays to ask for things. The problem is that I never know what to ask for, and my mind loves to throw forth limiting beliefs about what could be possible. Then, there is the behaviour of the universe itself. Since I took my leap of faith and moved to India, the things that the universe has manifested for me are better than anything I would’ve thought to ask for. The universe recently did it again….
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At last, the apartment is looking bright and cheerful. Here’s the lounge room, with traditional low to the floor Indian seating. You can also just see that there’s a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling. We found the other fabulous light from a small shop on Link Road, Malad….
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I’ve been back in India for five days now and am starting to feel more settled again. The first few days, I felt exhausted and at times sick with fear. I slept a lot. The words of some of my friends kept echoing in my head about the insanity of me giving up my comfortable life and material possessions. I started wondering if in fact I had gone mad….
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Today I had to collect the three boxes that I had sent as unaccompanied baggage from cargo complex at Mumbai airport. Right from the start, it was fraught with difficulties. I should’ve known that it would be, from the minute I saw the huge sign in the customs compound saying that bribes were illegal….
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I’m back in Mumbai and back with my sweetheart. It feels so strange and yet familiar. The biggest adjustment that I’m going to have to get used to is my new home — a one bedroom apartment in the complex shown above. It’s a vegetarian, alcohol free, conservative Gujarati area in the suburbs. Clearly we don’t belong here….
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On my last day at work a colleague gave me a book called The Dream Giver, by Dr. Bruce Wilkinson. It’s a book about living your dream instead of just living your life. I can only view this as a sign from the universe that it’s supporting me in the direction I’m going in, and I should gather my courage and get on with it despite the terror I’m feeling….
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Here I am again, in this all too familiar situation of packing up my life, boarding a plane, and venturing into the unknown. It’s less than two weeks before I return to India. At one stage it felt like this time would never come, and now after five months at home in Australia it’s so hard to believe that it’s nearly here. I’ve felt so many different emotions…..
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