I can’t believe our friendship is celebrating its first birthday. Unfortunately, we’ll have to wait to blow the candle on a cake until March. I have never felt so sure about my love to Her.
The night before I felt nervous, spent an hour walking those narrow streets of Kullu, until Anine joined me. We went to the West and standing on a bridge saw the sturdy and fuming river.
In Kayeli, we taught some more theatre and initiative exercises. Conveyer belt being the star of the afternoon, yet it was difficult to handle 30 boys. We watched tom&jerry in the end, and.. half of them passed away. So be it, we said, for the next time, prepare yourself for some hardcore theatre action as “save girl child” was coming.
Paramita, a local volunteer and a woman of many talents, got us in her car together with Joy (husband). Their house is cozy and spacious, common postcard from the upper middle class album. Their single daughter was beautiful and young. Their family moved from Kalkuta a year ago, as her husband was assigned a new position in Ferment (he’s responsible for vitamin D3 production).
We talked about women’s position in Indian society and prepared a raw script. A woman is giving birth, she’s surrounded by her family, uncles, grand parents and husband. Baby’s born and that’s a girl, and there comes the reproaches from the family for having a child. Then Grandfather reminds that Lakshmi has come to their house (goddess of prosperity), and Lakshmi appears together with Saraswati (knowledge). They’re both ladies, and as the argument unfolds, the girl child is given a chance to live and study.
Paramita’s family radiated with hospitality and understanding, we wish all the best for them. They also took as home by their car and we ate at our “restaurant”.
Now listen, we didn’t get ripped off J
That evening I watched Kynodontas (dog tooth). The night before – Sunset blvd. I have enough time for everything, but from now on I will concentrate on verbal Hindi, which sounds melodic and colourful.
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