Monday, 22 October 2012

Save Adam!

Just over two weeks ago I came down with a bit of a fever. After attempting to fight it off for a few days, it got worse and I was instructed by my lovely wife that we were going into the doctor...now! A conversation with a local medical doctor and an official blood test and there you have it, I was the lucky recipient of Dengue Fever. An infectious tropical disease caught only by none other than our favorite, the mosquito.


After a long weekend of this crazy tropical fever and not much more movement than from the bed to the couch, I started to come back to life. Slowly the fever subsided and the other symptoms went away. Then, after a several days of feeling like I had narcolepsy, I was back to normal! It took a second weekend of rest to be fully back with it.




The most amazing thing I came to realize, is when you have Dengue, word spreads. I was greeted by the construction guy at our building asking how my health was. Our British neighbors stopped by with some carrots, chocolate and tea; wishing me well. Colleague after colleague at work came up to me or checked in with me to see how I was doing. Friends and family back home checked in via Facebook or email. 



But the kicker was when I was at lunch today. A few people stopped by the table welcoming me back, I found out the President of Target India asked how I was doing and then someone walked by and gave me the double pointer finger gun saying "It's good to have you back". Just prior to lunch I had a conversation with another colleague who mentioned "I'm so glad you are still with us." Needless to say, the support was unbelievable.


However, I began to feel like I transported to 1986, on the movie set of Ferris Bueller's Day off where a campaign was started to "Save Ferris" due to his fake sickness, but in this case it was "Save Adam" and the Dengue was all too real! I looked up and found out there is actually a 5% mortality rate from this thing. Holy crap! A prominent Bollywood film director fell victim this past weekend. Well folks, I live to write about this and I am continuing to round out the true experience of India. Here's to Dengue and here's to life. Save Adam!

 

Saturday, 6 October 2012

Bundh

Today was a snow day in Bangalore. Well, not really, but it was the equivalent to our snow days in Minnesota. It was a Bundh (or strike) day. In the state of Karnataka, a bundh was called by various organizations in opposition of the direction of Karnataka to release 9,000 cu sec of River Cauvery water everyday to neighboring state, Tamil Nadu.

When a strike occurs in Bangalore, the whole city shuts down. Every store closes. The streets become deserted. It was the strangest phenomenon  Silence. In a city of 8.5 million that never stops, people remained quarantined to their homes. 

For Adam, it meant eyes glued to his computer and three cell phones all day, making sure Target India crisis plans were in place. In the afternoon, we walked around the block to take it in. No rickshaws. no trucks. no horns. Even the  street dogs must have gotten the message. Ahhh, Peace. I guess this is another Bangalore paradox. Paradox or Irony? Alanis, can you help me out? Usually a strike includes violent protest, throwing rocks, and burning buses (thank goodness, it seems things were overall fairly safe). In reality, it was the most peaceful day I have experienced in Bangalore. 


The irony didn't come from rain on a wedding day, which would be just unfortunate, really.  But, situational irony did exist today on our walk. The skies opened up and it rained. It poured. The strike was against sharing water with their neighboring state, due to less rain this monsoon season. However, God provided with abundant water today and probably drenched a few protesters.

Peace on this Bundh day. 


Lavelle Road- empty.

Normally sheer chaos.


Karnataka state flag, to show support. 

And the rains came... Could of used an arc to get back home.