Two days in one entry. Yesterday I spent Diwali with Amit Nanavati, Kartik's cousin. I didn't get back to the hotel until late, thus no entry yesterday.
At 10 a.m. yesterday, Sitaram (my driver) and I tried to go to about 4 different places in Delhi. Unfortunately, they were all closed for Diwali. I did see embassy row however. I gave up and returned to the hotel. There I wrote postcards for an hour or so.
At 1 p.m. I went to Amit's in Vasant Kunj colony. That's pronounced Vuh-sunt Koonj. Colonies in Delhi are something like neighborhoods, though not quite the same. Haven't quite figured it out though. On the way there I got to see my first Indian shanty-town.
Side note, the video on MTV India rightnow with a bunch of hot Indian women in schoolgirl outfits has me… excited.
At Amit's, we mostly hung out and talked all afternoon. His wife made a late lunch, which was delicious. They kepton insisting that I eat more, but were surprised that I could eat and like Indian food. I still don'thave the hang of eating using naan and my fingers though.
Once itgot dark, they turnon the Diwali lights and lit
candles made by pouring oil into small pottery bowls and dipping rolled cotton into them for wicks. The the fire works startedin the neighborhood.
Amit took me with his family to a Diwali party help by a co-workers. By the time we arrived, Delhi was a war zone of crackers. Constant, loud explosions. The party hosts expressed dismay that I didn't eat more. I was still full from Amit's, but I did my best to eat some of everything. I was also invited on a 3 day hike inthe Himalayas (pronounced Him-all-ya) with several of them, but I don't get back to Delhi before they go.
This short description does not do the evening justice. I had the time of my life.