

After a late flight on Monday spilling into Tuesday (14th) we were back in action on Tuesday morning because we had to start preparing for the Mumbai lecture tours. We met with Jaya to talk about what went well and what we could do to better prepare ourselves for the next lecture tour. We also prepared a list of books we need to ship to Mumbai and I started working on that with Jemal. I made a few calls to potential attendees in Mumbai in the evening inviting them to the lectures. Those are really tricky since I don't know any Hindi. First of all, the list I had to call didn't have Mr. or Mrs. titles for the names, so I wasn't sure how to address them. In India, the more formal the better, but I had to skip Mr/Mrs lest I make a mistake. The person who answers the phone doesn't necessarily speak English and when I ask for a specific name I get an answer in some mixture of Hindu/English at which point I have no idea whether:
1. I am talking to the person I am looking for, or,
2. He/she is getting the person I am looking for, or,
3. The person I am looking for is currently not home, or,
4. I called the wrong number.
Each call becomes quite a confused conversation and at the end I end up with less information than I started with. After about five calls we decided it's best for a Hindi speaking person to make these calls.
Wednesday (15th) was Holi. For an outside observer it seems about as significant as Halloween in the U.S. Basically, if you are out on the streets during Holi, you will get covered with paint and it is normal. The pictures show some of our friends after having joined in this fun. I stayed indoors and helped with the book shipment preparations. For my own edification, I looked up the meaning of this day and here is what I found:
"The festival of Holi is celebrated on the day after the full moon in early March every year.
Originally a festival to celebrate good harvests and fertility of the land, Holi is now a symbolic commemmoration of a legend from Hindu Mythology. The story centres around an arrogant king who resents his son Prahlada worshipping Lord Vishnu. He attempts to kill his son but fails each time. Finally, the king's sister Holika who is said to be immune to burning, sits with the boy in a huge fire. However, the prince Prahlada emerges unscathed, while his aunt burns to death. Holi commemorates this event from mythology, and huge bonfires are burnt on the eve of Holi as its symbolic representation.
This exuberant festival is also associated with the immortal love of Krishna and Radha, and hence, Holi is spread over 16 days in Vrindavan as well as Mathura - the two cities with which Lord Krishna shared a deep affiliation. Apart from the usual fun with coloured powder and water, Holi is marked by vibrant processions which are accompanied by folk songs, dances and a general sense of abandoned vitality."
Wednesday evening, Keshava and Diana invited us to a dinner out at an Italian restaurant called "Toninos". The food was excellent. Being in that restaurant was like being in Italy. Pizza came from a wood-burning oven, which is my favorite. We had a great time of sharing and eating.