Last day in Bangalore

Last Day in Bangalore

In the office with Sunu

Every evening when I return to my hotel there was a new bookmark on my bed.

“I offer you peace, I offer you friendship, I see your beauty, I hear your need, I feel your feelings. My wisdom flows from the highest Source. I salute the Source in you. Let us work together for unity and love.

Mahatma Gandhi- father of the Nation and architect of Indian Independence.


Today was my last day at work in India.  I toured two more data centers on the outskirts of the city with one of my younger coworkers. He seemed delighted at the assignment to show me around. He told me that I reminded him of his older sister. I laughed and told him I always wanted a younger brother and he would do just fine. We laughed.  I could hear him on the phone warning the people of my arrival. At one point the other person on the phone asked” how would they recognize me.”  And Vijay looked at me a little skeptical and responded. “She will be the only white woman there”.   I could not contain myself. I burst out laughing as I saw the relief on Vijay’s face. I think he thought I would be offended, but his response was completely to the point. I was taller than most people, white and dressed in western clothing. What I loved about the people is that, despite their formal training, they are so straightforward in their personal addresses. As we arrived at one of the sites my name was on the electronic greeter board for all to see.  They greeted me with a dozen roses wrapped in pretty paper. I was stunned.  Before we began our tour I was guided into a large conference room and served tea and cookies complete with a china cup and saucer. 


When I returned to the main office I was treated to lunch by the manager I would be working with when I returned home.  He took me to an open air restaurant that served North Indian Cuisine. It was a delicious very traditional meal served in little metal bowls and each dish is spooned out onto your plate by the server. I savored every minute of this experience as I knew it would be my last local Indian meal for a long time.

 At 4:00 pm Sunu escorted me down to the cafeteria for a special treat of samosas and tea.    She is the darling assistant that kept all of the Americans on schedule. She coordinated all of our schedules and drivers. She is amazingly organized and knows exactly how to keep us in line with her firm, polite manner. I’m sure she breathed a sigh of when we were all gone so she could actually get her work done.  She gave me a lovely purse and a carved elephant as mementos of my trip. I love them both and will treasure them always.

 I have said goodbye to my Indian teammates and will see them next time state side.  I loved seeing them in their own environment. 

The constant din of honking horns, drinking bottled water, using bottled water to brush my teeth, heartburn from spicy food,  the poor begging in the streets, the temple chanting,  pollution, and incredibly slow traffic, will soon be moving away.  This has been a lifetime experience for me in both China and India. I am ready to start heading west tomorrow morning. I know it is time to go, the only clothes left hanging in the closet are my comfortable travel wear.  I will be in Paris tomorrow night… very hard to imagine. That will be the half-way point in my travel and I have elected to spend two nights so I can begin to reset my internal time clock.  I look forward to familiar food and a familiar hotel, and a city where I know I can find my way around by myself. I honestly can’t wait for some alone time. I have been with strangers or teammates day and late at night for 15 days; enough socializing and entertaining. I need time alone to gather myself together and reclaim my own sense of self  so I can absorb it all.  I have elected to spend my last night in my hotel room. I decided not to “take” dinner as I am just to full from eating all day.

 I fell in love with the Indian people. They are kind and generous.   I wrote a personal e mail note to Sunu thanking her for all her help.  Her response dropped me to tears, she told me, I am special to her and she loves me. How did I get so attached so quickly here?  How can I say good bye to Ravi? He has been my trusted companion, watching out for me for 7 days a week. I do not have adequate words to thank him.   




Typical stores on the side of the road.

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Mark Justycky | Reply 09.02.2013 18.20

Sounds like you made some wonderful friends there and memories that will last your lifetime! What a great experience.

Nina 09.02.2013 18.48

I still keep In touch with many people. I fell in love with the spirit in the Indian people. This experience changed my perspective in so many ways.

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09.05 | 12:43

Nina, so enjoyed your description/s of place and experience/s. It almost felt like I was right next to you throughout your journey! Thank you for sharing!

24.03 | 20:01

Great article, Nina. Now I wish I had gone there when I was in Bath. Hopefully, there will be another opportunity to go there someday....

18.03 | 18:48

I've been to Bath twice myself. And have gone to Sally Lunn's twice, too. Took my English cousins to Bath. It was their first time there and they loved it.

10.03 | 20:13

As a kid, I spent my summers in New York state. As an adult, I have had many recurring dreams about going there. I have gone back and the memories rekindle.

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