summer 2005-06

I flew into Hong Kong last night. Its so strange to be here. Its a completely different world. I walked around Tsim Sha Tsui today and all around me were shops and fashionably dressed people. Its vastly different and Im still adjusting to the luxuries here. I miss the simplicities of the life I lived in India. I miss the friendly, hospitable and warm people. I miss looking up at the expansive sky. I miss Indian music blaring on the public buses and on the streets. I miss the traffic. I miss the warm weather down South. I miss the steaming hot Indian chai. I miss the masala spiced dishes. I miss eating with my hands. I miss feeling the breeze against my face when riding on the motorbike. I miss sitting across the river with the view of the back of the Taj Mahal reading a book. I miss the busy markets and shop owners coming out and saying "yes, yes?" "excuse me" "we have bags here". I miss beautiful sceneries of places like Hampi, Mamallapuram and Pondicherry. I miss the non-materialistic, down-to-earth, value-life attitude of the locals. I miss listening to the different dialects. I miss the run-down cinemas and its Bollywood movies. I miss watching women wearing beautiful colourful sarees and sawars and the men wearing lungies. I miss the friends I had made there.