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The Bangalore Vidhana
Soudha - the Karnataka state capitol building. The architrave has at its base
"Government work is God's work". Note the auto-rickshaw in the middle, and the
Ambassador's, the national car, on either side. At the top of the dome is the capital of
Ashoka, the four lions. |
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Teaching Newcomers: Aug. 22nd |
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Sue has decided that one of the ways that she can keep busy
is to be a guide to new members of the Overseas Women Club. She calls her new charges
"clients"; her sole goal is to remove their resemblance to deer in the
headlights of an oncoming car. |
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Her first client has been a British woman named Rosalie.
Possessing an Irish complexion of ivory skin and bright red hair, Rosalies
companionship is utterly refreshing. People no longer stare at Sue; Rosalie is much
stranger. While walking on M.G. road an Indian man came and asked how much it would cost
for an inch of Rosalies red hair. Sue wasnt bothered at all. |
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Rosalie has been having a tough time of it. Two days after
arriving in Bangalore, her husband has metaphorically abandoned her for business in India,
which he finds more fascinating. She is here against her wishes, and she wants to go home,
where the food is familiar, and where she is viewed as beautiful, rather than as simply
strange. |
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Her low point was a few weeks ago. Upset with her cook for
not getting her leeks (leeks, in Bangalore? no-oooo...) she decided to go to Russell
Market, the citys most upscale market, and shop for herself. Finally acknowledging
that there was indeed a difference between Trafalgar square and Russell Square, she
carefully purchased some eggplants and bananas. In the confusion of the alleys around the
market, however, she got lost. Bad luck ensued and she ended up in the Moslem part of the
market where the butchers hang out. This is a particularly nasty place. It requires some
fortitude and training of which she had neither. Due to the large number of air-borne
pollutants there, she got a piece of dust in her contact lens. Unwisely, she sat down in a
gutter to take out the lens and clean it. She put her vegetable bag by her side. A family
of bandicoots (the largest rats in the world), ranging from 8" to 15" in size
quickly emerged from the drain and started eating the vegetables. As she started to put
the lens back in her eye she realized what was happening and commenced to do her very best
Edvard Munch impression of The Scream. A crowd of bystanders stood in a circle and watched
her curiously. |
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So Sue has been listening and teaching. Rosalie has been
absorbing and is becoming a natural at living in Bangalore. Rosalie, who has a talent for
interior design, created a major controversy in her apartment building when she decided to
convert her puja room, into a shoe closet. This is religious sacrilege,
and would be akin to converting a cathedral into a whorehouse. The carpenter has been
greatly offended, and had told the various Hindu ladies in the apartment complex of
Rosalies plans. The ladies ganged together and went into full gossiping fury.
Rosalie had a clever solution. She learned that it wasnt important what religion she
had as long as she had some religion. So Rosalie became a born-again Christian. She went
and got some bibles from the used bookstores, and had the carpenter build shelves made
from highly polished Burmese teak. Then she went and invited all the women to tea,
explained that she was Christian, and invited them to view her new Christian Bible shrine.
Having successfully removed the aunties indignances, she then had a door put on the
shrine. |
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* Bangalore actually gets its name from a
food though - boiled beans. Legend has it that a 10th century ruler, lost
hunting in the forest came across the plateau that is Bangalore, and was given a meal of
simple boiled beans (benda kalu) from a kind old woman in a cottage. As time went on a
village, BendaKalaru was formed. Eventually the name was contracted to Bangaluru. |
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** Puja means to worship, honor, or pay
homage. A puja room is a small room big enough for about two or three people, where the
family gods are worshipped. It is considered the holiest and most sacred space in the
house. |
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