Wednesday, October 1, 2008

It's the Little Things

I’m finding a little difficult to think of interesting posts because after nine months in India I’ve gotten pretty used to it. Little things that would be strange, incredible or even illegal in Canada are perfectly normal here.

For example the other day we were driving along and saw that someone had built a tent in the middle of a roundabout at a busy intersection. If someone tried to move onto a round about in Canada they’d get kicked out pretty quickly.

Just today I was standing outside a store waiting for Sohayl. In front of the store was an area paved by flagstones, a sort of parking lot for motorcycles and scooters. A busy road ran alongside the parking lot and on the other side of the road was a school. It was early in the morning so there was a large crowd of students moving into the school, and parents watching them safely cross the road.

In the cracked and worn parking lot there was a little tap, and there in this incredibly public place, was a little boy, perhaps ten, going through his morning routine. He bathed in the tap wearing nothing but blue shorts, then put on a shirt. He wrapped a towel around his legs (men in India often wear long pieces of cloth around their legs, a bit like a sarong) and then with it on changed his shorts from a blue to a yellow pair, put on some pants and was ready for another day. All of this beside of a busy intersection with tons of people wandering around, and driving by.


And just so you're all up to date, Chase left about a week ago.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Its interesting that your comments drew attention to this little boy's ablutions in a more conscious way for us than did his actual public bath for its witnesses.

Maybe if a tree falls in a really noisy forest so that no one hears, did it really fall?

L said...

Wow, that's philosophical. It makes me think of all the protest that goes on on the Internet over various issues. Sometimes I think, "If everyone's screaming, does a scream lose its meaning?"

Anonymous said...

We do have an ability to close our selves off to alot of ambient noise (you'll learn more about this as a parent). Its part of the writer's mission to re-focus attention back onto a small part of the background noise even its just a brown leaf turning in the wind or the sound of a squeaky gate.