A chai more

Ye, they call it chai here as well…but that is the only thing in common with Istanbul. Where the City is sweet and passionate but may be sad sometimes, here is lively and colourful, but something leads everybody to introversion. Both of them are fascinating, but while Istanbul strikes you with its beauty and then let that moment go, leaving you puzzled, here nothing looks very attractive until you give it some time..and then you are in love and still you feel you are being played. Maybe you have met women like that.

But let’s recap: here is Tamil Nadu, the south east coast of India, and so far I have spent much of my time in 4 very different places: Chennai with its dirt and its adventures, Pondycherry with its mess and its locals, Auroville with its nature and its thoughtfulness, and the Tamil villages with their humble living and their easy smiles.

Only a month so far, but so many things have happened. I have met and lost a friend, and met a new other. I started reading a wonderful book and driving 2 wheelers, I have laughed a lot being lost in dozens of adventures and I have found ideas and people to bring back to reality, but i do not know if they will make it. I won a prize and lost many opportunities. I got used to alien habits, souls and food, and expelled some beliefs, traits and tons of shit (literally)!

And it’s ok, I keep up and really like it, because it’s a mess. I read that Indians are Asia’s Italians and I fully agree! I hope I can write something more about it, I really hope to put down some lines about this one and every story I have mentioned, because now that’s my life.

That’s India.