While studying at Christ University, I
learned about the academic ways of Indian schools. Professors hold a very
honorable position in India. Students are expected to stand and welcome
professors at the beginning of class. Professors typically also expect a lot
out of their students. I wish that I could've taken classes with Indian
students to see what it was like, but the Indian school calendar doesn't
coincide with the American summer break schedule. I wish I could've gotten a
true Indian classroom experience. The normal, morning class coffee and donut
routine is not permitted in India. Only water may be brought into the building,
unless mischievous people like myself sneak goodies in their bags. Cell phones
must remain off in the buildings, and laptops may not be used in class.
Outside of class, I've learned so much about the Indian culture and how it differs from mine. I travelled to a village outside of Bangalore to see the work that the Center for Student Action of Christ University has accomplished. The village visit exposed me to the life lived by approximately 70% of the country and has made me appreciate the US infrastructure tremendously. Village living is simple, and it lacks many community basics including hospitals and strong educational systems. I visited a school where children greeted me like a celebrity. I gave them coloring books and chocolate, but they were interested in their visitors more than the gifts. This was by far the most rewarding part of this study abroad experience.
Daily life here is almost the opposite of living at home. India is unlike anything I have ever experienced. The food, transportation and living conditions in the city all contribute to India's culture. The way I am treated here is also unlike anything I've ever experienced.
Cost of Living
Since the dollar's value is so high,
spending Indian rupees is like spending spare change. Food, transpiration, and
basic necessities are relatively cheap compared to American prices. I bought a
ten inch high stack of Oreos and Minute Maid apple juice for $0.80. Buying
Indian food is much cheaper than that. There was a vegetarian place near my
apartment where I could buy a full meal with leftovers to take to the apartment
for $0.60.
Indian Cuisine
Indian food alone doesn't constitute
an Indian eating environment. A typical experience in an Indian restaurant goes
like this: A group of four people walk into a restaurant. They all go to the
back of the restaurant and wash their hands at a wash station. They sit down and
are given one menu to share. After ordering and receiving their food, they dig
into their dishes with their right hands. No matter the dish, whether it's
rice, soup, or meat, they use their right hands or an Indian bread like naan to
scoop up the food and eat it. They will not use their left hands because they
are considered unsanitary for bathroom reasons. After receiving the bill, they
split it up evenly and pay with cash. The combination of the bill is beneficial
for people who order a lot of food, sodas and desserts, but it's a loss for
those who drink water and limit their dishes.
After splitting the bill the Indian way multiple times, I realized I like the American way best. Plus, in the US I typically don't carry cash, so splitting a bill the Indian way would be nearly impossible on the same ticket. I'm also ready to get back to non-spicy food. Dining options include Indian, Chinese, Italian and American. Indian food is the cheapest so I usually ate that, but its spiciness made me perspire. I used my favorite bread, paratha, to cool my mouth while eating. I will miss being able to buy a full meal for less than $1.00, but I'm ready to get back to eating beef too.
Transportation
Transportation in Bangalore was
certainly an adventure and just as cheap as the food. The way that people drive
would make one think that there were no laws governing the road. Drivers swerve
into oncoming traffic regularly, people don't follow any lane markings, and
horn usage is deafening. Auto-rickshaws are my favorite form of transportation.
They are small cars without windows or doors. Rickshaws offer an inexpensive
and convenient form of transportation in the busy Bangalore. A forty-five
minute ride across town costs less than $4.00, but that's only if I agree upon
a price before hiring the driver or having the driver use the meter. Many
drivers would see my white skin, assume I didn’t know what I was doing, and try
to charge 300 rupees for a trip that should only cost 60 rupees. I knew better
than that though thanks to Bryan's warnings.
City Life
Without trashcans available on the
streets, trash consumes the sidewalks. Cows, dogs, and rats are always
searching the piles of trash for food remains. I have to step over or around
trash on a daily basis. When cows aren't shuffling through trash, they can be
found in the middle of many streets. Vehicles honk as they pass by, but the
cows never flinch. A driver convicted of hitting a cow on the streets can be
fined and sent to jail. I have learned that India has many areas that could use
improvement. India is a growing country that needs a more developed government,
one that doesn't accept bribes and one that its citizens will respect. In
India, similarities to the western way of life are visible. It's possible that
the ways of the west will eventually constitute the way of life for Indians.
Basic necessities in India are just as cheap as the food and transportation as long as I stay off of the touristy streets. A pair of pants can be bargained down to $3.00, but the original price can be as high as $10.00. If I'm not happy with a price, I start walking away. That's usually what got the store owners to give me the price I like. I offered $50 for a $200 rug, and the store owner eventually accepted. The other students on the Global India trip called me the "Queen of Bargaining."
White Woman in Indian Land
I felt like a celebrity trying to tour
India. On an average touring day, I was asked to take at least ten photos with
random Indians. If I agreed to take one picture, people would crowd around
asking if they could pose for more pictures with me. Bystanders who didn't know
the other Indians in pictures would snap photos too. Even going about my day-to-day
activities, I would notice people filming and photographing me. The rest of the
group experienced the same thing. Small children would often approach me with
an outstretched hand initiating a handshake. At first, I wondered why people
were so fascinated with white people, but then I realized the lack of cultural
diversity in India. For the first two weeks I was here, I only saw two white
people.
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