"The festival of lights Diwali marks all over India the beginning of the Hindu New Year. Houses illuminated werder, Lakshmi (the goddess of prosperity and well-being) will be invited into the home, firecrackers and fireworks will be shot down. "So writes our guide on Deepawali (as it is called here, in Dakshina Kannada).
Deepawali seems to be something big. After talking for weeks and all of them are pretty excited. Even in our local supermarket-source our chocolate-hang banners that every wish "Happy Diwali".
Our Deepawali we spent at an Indian family. Our English student Roksha had invited us for the three-day festival in his home. Unfortunately, her aunt had an accident and our stay was shortened by one day. Nevertheless, we have a very nice time spent with family Rokshas.
As (almost) all Indian women Roksha lives with the family of her husband. But around the holidays or just so happy she is still asleep at home and spend time with their "Akas" (brothers) and "Ana" (sisters), by which is in India not only the biological siblings, but cousins, Cousins and other relatives in the same age understands. So we are
on Friday took a bus to Tokkut and were received very warmly by the family. At first we were put on a sofa and got typical sweets that you eat only to Deepawali. Unfortunately, they were so sweet that we could not make anything. The family was still holding back much and stood only a little by little. Then we went into the house of Rokshas aunts. There, 15 members live in a great house for Indian conditions.
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| We were in Cotton Saris " |
These are almost always made of silk and cost around 100 €, which is not only in India a lot of money. We also admired her other saris and were then asked if we wanted to also try their saris. We agreed. But we had not thought that Leah is a little bit larger than the average Indian. So it was for extra stitching on the blouse and then to Bet on the wound. We learned that a beautiful sari and as many chains as possible, prollig earrings and all include many golden Bangel. Unfortunately we had both only with chains and earrings satisfied because our hands are just too wide for Bangel. Subsequently, all cell phones shown or made to race photos.
After lunch we have with all women, some of which have rolled bidis, watched Indian television. That was really quite amusing, because Indians seem happy with all the exaggeration and everything seems to come from another world. Men arguing loudly and with almost ridiculous number of gestures, we see women canaries suddenly and without warning, all caught on the road to dance.
After lunch we decided to go to the beach. After all who were riding on average three times and moved eventually found her matching outfit had, we took two rickshaws to the Beach. There is a Shiva temple situated on a hill, from which one can overlook the beach and the sea. But it took us first to the beach, where we can present unfortunately only with the feet in the water, because here on the coast of dangerous currents in the water and drown every year many people. But the fact that we were on the beach and could see the sea, made us very happy. Unfortunately it started to rain. We stayed still for a while and looked out to sea, chasing small crabs and climbed a large rock from which you had a wonderful view. When the rain was too strong and we froze, we went back to the rickshaws Rookshas family. There, we pulled our clothes to dry and harvested surprised looks, because we did not Nighties, but only T-shirts and sleep pants.
When it got dark, started the family members of the entrances to decorate with candles. On the stairs candles were placed around Lakshmi to lead into the house. Before every Hindu house is a flower pot on it from cement with the Om symbol, in which a Minzpflanze is. This is to protect from evil spirits while contributing to the strengthening of health. This flower pot was also decorated with candles.
While the children so the whole house was decorated, one on Rokshas of "Akkad" Mehendi on our hands. The men were playing around with fireworks and firecrackers, and to our horror, small children and the son of Roksha. After no more fireworks were there, we went in the other house to see everything all over again and again to watch Indian television.
about half past 10, we went to dinner. Again, we got huge portions and it was filed later again and again. Fortunately the food was very tasty. When brushing your teeth in the open did the first complications. Where to disappear only with the foam and how it can be. Simple answer: spit on the ground and water over it.
then went to sleep at once. We slept in one of the single beds, the bed of Rokshas mother. It was something hard and we shared a blanket but we slept well, perhaps because Roksha slept beside the bed on the floor and watching over us.
The next morning we washed using water jugs. For breakfast, there were fewer than 10 Idlis for Feli and "only" 8 for Leah. Idlis are steamed rice cakes, stuff the lot. We usually eat 3 to 4 for breakfast. But because Rooksha and her cousin were afraid we would starve on the way back to Maithri, this time came another 5 Piece of it. We hope that we do not get Idlis for the next three months.
on the "skinny" again breakfast was a bit of television and how it could be other-eat again. Not that the guests still starve! So there was room for everyone Masala Dosa. Dosa are rice pancakes and masala is a spicy potato mixture. Then we rolled back to Rokshas house and packed our things.
On the way we felt about Maithri than ever, hoping that Prameela (our cook) would forgive us if we would have lunch turn out today.
