Day 14 again

As it would happen the finest part of our day was after I blogged so I will continue with day 14 and come to 15 and 16 tomorrow.

We had some spare time in the afternoon so I decided I would get the blog done since the phone booth I call the doctor from was closed. As I was writing Omaha sat with two gentlemen and began chatting away. I heard Lady GaGa any number of times.

I finished up and joined the conversation. We spent the rest of the afternoon discussing the similarities and differences of our countries. We will be spending Wednesday together. I am so pleased how easy it is to make friends with the locals of Pune and how willing they are to take you under their wing and show you their city and country. One must voyage to a nation in order to understand it's inhabitants we can only get so much of their nature and quality when out of their home.

We went back home and the phone booth was still closed. Dilemma- I knew our dear friend was waiting for us but we do not have a phone and I was unsure of what to do. Finally Omaha decided to ask our land lord if we could borrow his phone to call our good doctor.

True to India we got a hold of him, carried on a long and loud conversation all while he was driving his motor to work for the night shift at the hospital. We decided to meet for tea there in a half hour. We had several difficulties hailing a rickshaw and  managed one on the 3rd try, who ran into the one that had rejected us. He was going home to his wife so all was forgiven. But as we ran through the street dodging traffic and people and looking for an open richshaw I felt so natural. I could become Indian with so little difficulty. I felt completely in my element holding Omaha's hand as she spoke and I lead that I looked at her and said "Omaha we have been here 2 weeks and it is our home".

We entered the hospital and went for the canteen where we were to meet our doctor. We walked around the back to the canteen, it is situated outside, we are in India- and our view was of about 60 motors. Next tea I bring my camera. The tea was very good gingery.

Our doctor and came. And we began our tea and chat. He is contemplating big change in his life and weighing options. He will be marrying in January at the latest and this of course gives him cause for concern over implementing big risks. I was able to speak very briefly with his fiance, she has a beautiful voice and I am certain looks and personality to match. In India one is supposed to be established in their career by 30 at the latest. I have an idea he is roughly at that point and wants to be settled by 40.

I could only council on my experience and since he is still in duality I told him he must wait, the choice needs to be firm so there is no regret and failure not an option. He won't fail in what ever he does and I would put money on the fact that my next visit to Pune finds he and his wife rooted in their own business with prosperity.

I had to be to class this morning with Prashant by 7am so we closed our conversation for the evening and got a rickshaw home. The local rate for a trip to Ratna Memorial is 20 rupee's, the driver gave me change from a 100 of 70 I said you charged me 30 and he laughed and said this is right, I said I know that the local rate is 20 and that was unkind, he did a regretful head juggle and I got out of the rickshaw but as I dismounted I found 10 rupee's on the floor. How is that for karma?