I have arrived

Yes, I have arrived. So I'll just jump into it, I mean what happened as soon as I arrived. I wondered how India would welcome me this time, and it hit me with an extremely saddening sight as soon as I came. If you don't want to read something that might bother you for the rest of the day, please don't read on. But after getting picked up, we drove down the highway to our destination, Faridabad, Haryana, about 1.5 hours south of Delhi, where I'm living now. On the way, I saw something laying on the street, which I first thought was some sort of deer. It was way to big to be the usual roadkill, like squirrels or cats, but as we passed by, I saw that it was a man. Legs covered in blood, and no head. We just zoomed by, and that was it.

I know that this was an unfortunate and rare sight, and I haven't seen anything like it since, nor have I seen nearly as many beggars or poor people as I remember seeing in the past. I have seen things so much better. But still, you see what you see, and it's hard to get over it. Maybe it just happened, the ambulances hadn't gotten there yet, but, people were just driving and by the driver's reaction, I knew that they weren't all to taken back by the sight. These things they are used to.

Sorry, I had to write about it. Some things I have to write about. It's been two days since that, I got in on the 21st of August at 1 in the morning, and, well, life goes on. Back to my life since I don't want to reflect on that anymore (I remember seeing a man bleeding on the street, with nobody helping him and people just passing on by, when I first came to India as a kid, imagine how long it took me to get over that when I was a child) Indian time moves much slower, and I find myself always waiting for somebody. It's just part of life here. Thank God I learned in Japan that when you're in another country, you just have to accept their different ways and you'll be much more likely to make friends and enjoy your experience. So when I can't get things done, I just wait, and enjoy the time.

Of course, my neighbor is taking such good care of me. I go over their house for breakfast lunch and dinner, and though I want to start cooking on my own, thank God I have some friends here to help me out. It's so much easier then Japan, I didn't have to worry about light and electricity, Dad had that hooked up already, and though it took all morning to make a key that I needed for a lock, like I said, Indian time.

The other funny thing is that I talk to people in Japanese. It's crazy how much 2 years can ingrain a way of thinking into your head. I am also slowly realizing that the same things that amaze Japanese people, like that fact that it takes 17 hours by plane from America to Japan, Indian people aren't as interested in. They kind of don't care actually, as their blank faces have told me.

Ok, signing out.