New Years - I suppose instead of the traditional new years kiss, its the traditional smash the cake in the face. Face has never tasted so good. Lots of dancing took place. The picture below is of Puneet dancing with his mother, one of my favorite pics. We had a great time on new years. Lots of dancing, and the dancing was not grind grind, much of it was choreographed dancing by Puneets cousins.
This woman, Puneets neighbor, is probably my favorite woman I've met in India. Everytime I would walk by her shop, she always greeted me with her hands together in the traditional Nameste position at her heart and a huge smile. Sometimes she would even sneak me a candy. Though she doesn't speak English, and my Hindi at the time consisted only of Namaste and Dandivad (thank you) our interactions were kept at the simple hello, smile, head nod, smile again, and thank you, even though we would just be passing by eachother. Nonetheless, everytime I did pass by her, I would feel as if my day was complete.
Well, one bright and early morning, one of Puneets cousins and I went to the country side to drink from the earth. A beverage that you wouldn't find in any local markets, called Kallu, the name varies from place to place, comes straight out of the tree - a Palm or Coconut tree. In the picture below, you can see the farmer climb the tree and extract the Kallu straight from the tree. This drink, once it ferments, turns into an alcoholic beverage. It is best served in the early morning just after being extracted from the tree. In this case, you drink it before the fermentation process begins. If you drink this in the afternoon, you may get the much anticipated buzz. In the morning, it is said to be good for your stomach, for your digestion. I have found that lots of things that I have taken in, whether food or drink, is good for digestion. I find it delicious, and drink more. I dont feel any alcoholic daze, as said, but I enjoy, nonetheless.
This woman, Puneets neighbor, is probably my favorite woman I've met in India. Everytime I would walk by her shop, she always greeted me with her hands together in the traditional Nameste position at her heart and a huge smile. Sometimes she would even sneak me a candy. Though she doesn't speak English, and my Hindi at the time consisted only of Namaste and Dandivad (thank you) our interactions were kept at the simple hello, smile, head nod, smile again, and thank you, even though we would just be passing by eachother. Nonetheless, everytime I did pass by her, I would feel as if my day was complete.
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