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I’m in the US (I think)

So, I flew into JFK and am staying with my cousin in Manhattan for two days before going home It’s a long story (when has that stopped me before?) but essentially I had about 10 hours to wander around NYC, and it occured to me that in many ways it’s similar to India.

(Here’s a terrible picture of me to add some color until i can get more pics. Um, i guess it relates tot he entry because it is the the woods in Rishikesh, which, while not NYC, could have been in the US or India. P6100511 (Small).JPG
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Communication Issues
So, I was going to China town to see my aunt’s famed Chinese Herbalist, and of course I didnt really check the directions, so got off the subway like 10 blocks away. I asked this middle aged Chinese woman where Canal Street is. She smiled, started gesticulating, said something incomprehensible. “It’s okay, don’t worr–”
i started, but she gestured me to follow her around a building to the next block where she pointed me in the right direction. Ironically, I had fewer language barriers in India than in my first hour back in the states, but the same friendly spirit pervaded both places.
Crowds — gee, I wonder what I’ll say here? That both places have lots of people and not much land is obvious, but in India that is usually considered a drawback, whereas i hear people raving about “the City” and seem to thrive off of the crowds. (To be fair, Im sure many Indians do actually like the busy hustle and bustle of the cities, and might feel lonely or isolated with out them, but as far as visitors go, while the crowds might be thrilling for a visit, the people I’ve spoken to, myself included, could not imagine facing them for extended periods. To be fair here, when traveling in INdia there is really a surprising amount of beautful countryside, open areas of patty fields, rock hillsides etc, so the more apt comparison here would be Indian Cities to NYC).
Filth
It could be argued, rightly so, that India is much dirtier than NY, and it is, and therefore, of course the crowds are more oppressive, cause it’s hotter too, and smells worse etc etc. All this may be true, generally, but based on my subjective one day experience in NY, these were ironically not pertinent. As I held on the railing in the subway, aware of the greasy finger prints left by thousands of other fingers, I tried not to think about what they might have touched (of course, in the US we have vastly greater sanitation systems, true, but compared to the more isolated living im used to in VT this still made me consider). As i walked through the pavement near china town, the sun beat down on my unprepared face and the sweat clung to my legs in my jeans more uncomfortably than in the lose cotton pants I’d worn in India. I was hot, and it smelled. I mean really bad. Of course India smells too, thus this in an apt comparison. I think once or twice Vasi and I were truly nauseated, but often the Indian smell is pungant but not terrible — spices, burning garbage, cow dung etc, but it quickly shifts, or you move on quickly. I was stuck at a light going the wrong way as throngs of highschool students in a huge posy crowded against me and I couldn’t get away from the awful smell. It was some sort of unidentifiable (as if i tried) meat roasting in the open chinese market, yet it smelled so horrid.

Diversity well, India mostly has, what would appear to the outsider as Indians, whereas, to the outside NY is much more diverse, having cultures from all over the world, a true melting pot. But, wouldn’t most of those people consider themselves “new yorkers” just as a Malayalam speaking Christian from Kerala and a Hindia speaking Hindu from Uttar Pradesh would all consider themselves Indian? Across the subcontinent food, language, and dress differ immensely. I mean, sure, despite that there is “tremendous regional variation”, in my opinion, food from Andra Pradesh (South) and Uttaranchal (north) has more in common than Chinese and Honduran, for example, but, they are geographically closer too. So, though not a completely accurate comparison, India and NY are both incredibly diverse (and for the most part) people live harmoniously together, despite the at times Tower of Babel -esque attempts to communicate.
crime, india felt safer

Differences, but still sort of similar
no privacy
– So, the first family I’d stayed with, the woman glanced over my shoulder and started to read my journal, which was especially annoying because she and her illegal child slave were the content of the entry. When i told this to Yamini she said, chiding,

“I thought you knew there is no concept of privacy in INdia.” While this family, might have been more pushy than most, the theme is certainly true. Personal space is totally foreign. Leaving one large performance, a woman had her hand on my back, which I usually try to ignore cause they’re not really pushing,just somehow feel the need to have it there,which is really annoying, so i reached back and swatted her hand away literally four times, and she just kept putting it back. She wasn’t trying to piss me off (which she did), but rather, as she was chatting away, she just unconsciously i guess, felt the need to make sure I was moving at proper speed against the insect live swarm of bodies. Anyway, so i guess this is the big diff in terms of crowds between india and NY where at least you have that tiny bit of personal space.

Prices

So, in india sometiems you have to “pay to use the bathroom” or essentially give the woman who cleans it a few cents– I always tried to avoid this awkward interaction, not knowing how to relate to someone who sleeps in the floor of a bathroom, but I found that in the states, we have to pay a lot more to pee. In NY, i had to pee, so i was in the East Village and found a yuppie coffee shop with a locked bathroom, so i bought 3$ tea i didn’t need, and of course by that time, i’d drank half the tea, and a few hours later had to repeat the same circular buy, drink, pee routine and spent probably the cost of living in India for two weeks. I bought my cousin Wasabi chips, without even looking at the price and they cost $3.49, coconut water in a vegan restaurant — $4.50 (compared to 14 cents). I know wages are higher here etc etc but it’s still shocking.



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