New Hearts Thread

[BishopM 114]

If I am completely honest, I have a hard time with being in India for certain reasons. The last two trips were visits to family, not touristy, and sitting in a flat all day can get very trapped feeling! And I feel like I lose a lot of my personal freedom because no one wants me to go walking outside alone, and I would feel weird to anyway. I do love the food, the textiles, music, seeing really different, ancient architecture. The social part is what can be hard for me, in a mixed marriage, being white, standing out, etc. hehe.

Ha...everything you have said above brings back a LOT of memories! Without a doubt, for most people (including me) India takes a bit of time to adjust to! For me, India was like Heaven, but entirely overwhelming (from a point of the 5 senses alone!) most of the time I was there...and it took several months for me to get really used to being there.

Blessed Sister, I think the reason I probably adjusted more easily to the social circumstances/situations of India is because I had a lot of help from KingFisher beer So, I obviously had an advantage

Peace,

B

[chri'stina 190]

Ha...everything you have said above brings back a LOT of memories! Without a doubt, for most people (including me) India takes a bit of time to adjust to! For me, India was like Heaven, but entirely overwhelming (from a point of the 5 senses alone!) most of the time I was there...and it took several months for me to get really used to being there.

Blessed Sister, I think the reason I probably adjusted more easily to the social circumstances/situations of India is because I had a lot of help from KingFisher beer So, I obviously had an advantage

Peace,

B

Haha...did you go alone? You'd think I would have a good advantage with going with my Indian husband plus being with his Indian family, but they are all protective of me while there so that doesn't help me relax. The crazy driving/traffic I somehow managed to get used to by the 2nd trip. I don't panic anymore when it looks like we are about to scrape against another car. The first trip, it was me and my dad actually, to visit my then almost fiance. Our first ride out of the airport was the scariest ride of my life, my dad's too, and that wasn't even during bad traffic. lol. It was one of those nervously laughing times, "we are gong to die, ha ha".