Wednesday, March 19, 2014

The Days Move Slowly; The Days Move Quickly

It is nice to finally know a date for things that you have been waiting for in a state of permanent unknown. We finally were given a scheduled date for my husband's visa interview. The past year and a half of waiting and waiting is finally coming to a close. It's a wonderful feeling, yet still we are now waiting for the day to actually arrive. I feel like we are always waiting in this life. Watching and waiting for things and when they arrive we begin to wait for something else.

India is the same. It has not changed much since I've been living here. Weddings are still too loud. My house-owners are still renovating or constructing things noisily outside my windows. People still try to cheat me because of my white skin. It's still very hot in the Summer. The monsoons are still terrible. The food is still delicious. The sound of auto rickshaws is still bright and clear. The power still goes off from time to time without warning.

I will miss this place, but I am glad that in the future we will not likely be coming to Maharashtra. We will usually be visiting Nagaland. It has quickly become like a second home to me. I love Romel's friends and family. I love the people there and it is quite different than the rest of India. People don't stare at me as much there. It's like once I married one of them I became one of them. I really like that. In the rest of India I will never be seen as an Indian even though I married one and live here, but in Nagaland it is different.