Not a surprise to many, but I am missing India. I have been home just over a week now and while it has been nice to catch up with people, I miss India for lots of reasons.
For starters in India I do not have to go to work, though the reason I get to go so often is because I work! Nevertheless I am now back at it and watching my leave balance accumulate.
Of course I am missing the food, particularly Sandhya's food, and have made an attempt to cook it here. The salads worked out the same - which is good as my favourite thing was the carrot salad. I have also made Prabhaka's carrot cake and it is nearly the same - maybe I will make it again tomorrow. I also miss the chai, particularly the stuff near Mystore on the opposite side of the street where I used to go with Ismael. Oh and I miss the people I met, most definitely those in the house - Carryn, Francisco, Ismael, Maida, Prabhaka, and the lovely women of the house. And now no contact with anyone :-(.
I had drinks last night with some old friends who have also recently been to India - we laughed lots about the absurdities of the place, but reminisced about the wonder and awe it has to offer. To me all that it has, even the bad and annoying makes it what I love about her, and how I am counting the days til I return.
PS. I am not missing the spitting and hacking up of lungs everywhere! And I love having my yoga teacher back, and a nice clean studio!