I haven’t taken as many photos as I wish I had, this has always been the case. I always regret not capturing those moments that just make my head spin or my heart flutter. The moments below were not caught on camera for various reason. For some of them I didn’t have a camera, others I was too in the moment to think of taking a photograph and many, many things simply cannot be captured on film.
A couple of husband related ones…
1. Meeting my husband in Mumbai Airport for the first time
The love I felt that day, in that moment, was immeasurable. I saw him through teary eyed exhaustion as he ran towards me in that crowded terminal at five in the morning. I was paralysed with relief as he hugged me, I was finally home in his arms. The pain and suffering I had to face during the months leading up to that moment had been so tough on my mind, body and soul, events I am not prepared to share on my blog. In his embrace, I came as close as I think I could ever come to feeling like a solider coming home from war.
2. The feeling when I became his wife
We exchanged marigold garlands inside the beautiful stone temple, it felt magical. My husband then applied sindoor to my forehead. I get goosebumps thinking about it even now. Just us and God, and we were united as husband and wife.
A few Indian weather related ones…
3. My first monsoon rain
I had never seen rain like it. Living in England my whole life, I had seen many different shades of rain; the misty rain that gets you surprisingly wet, the fast rain that stings your face, the rain that somehow comes up from the ground, the freezing cold down pours and those delightful April showers.
Never in my life had I experienced hot rain, hot powerful rain which smelt like flowers. I stood with the window open and let the rain fall on my face. Monsoon rains are spectacular.
4. The thunderstorm that lasted all night
When I was a child, I was fascinated with Greek mythology. I would think that thunder was Zeus (Father of the Gods and God of the skies), sitting in the clouds in an angry rage (I also thought it rained when Zeus was sad), if that was the case, Zeus is livid in India.
I sat up all night watching my first Indian thunderstorm, the thunder was so loud it felt as if the room was shaking, the lightening lit up the whole room. I sat cross legged on my bed with the window open and watched the night sky light up, the lightening flying, it was as if Zeus had smashed the heavens with a sledge hammer. The dark blue nights sky crashed and was then scattered into pieces as the lightening tore through the sky.
5. Pink lightening
I had been sitting in the temple for longer than I had planned, the sun was now setting. The sky turned to shades of pink and purple and the air was thick. I looked down at my feet as I walked down the road, a flash of light made me look up. Cracks of lightening broke through the pink clouds, the wind started to pick up suddenly, I could feel the electricity in the air. I made it home just before the rain fell.
Some divine moments…
6. Goddess Durga
The first temple I went to on my own was a Goddess Durga temple. We drive passed this particular temple most days, its always busy. I took off of my shoes and made my way to the marble steps, I held the threshold to my heart and rang the big brass bell. I was the only one in the temple, just me and the deities. I walked across the marble floor to the Goddess Durga idol and put my hands together. I looked into her eyes and everything else seemed to disappear. I felt peace wash over my body, as if the tide was coming in.
I left the temple feeling as light as a feather, as if I had white angel wings.
7. Hanuman and the mountain of grapes
I was waiting in our car as my husband when to the ATM to get some cash. I looked out of the window and saw a man pushing a cart down the road. A mountain of fresh green grapes were lying on the baby blue cart, shining in the sunlight. There were thousands of grapes, piled up so high. At the bottom of the huge pile of grapes sat a small statue of Lord Hanuman, in front of him a single large hibiscus flower, deep red, had been lovingly placed.
This instantly reminded me of the Ramayana. During the battle between Ravana (the demon-king who stole beautiful Sita) and Lord Ram (Sita’s husband), Lord Ram’s brother, Laxman, got hit with an arrow. The doctor told Lord Ram that Laxman could be saved it if smelt a herb called sanjivani“from the mountain Gandhamadan. Lord Hanuman instantly went to the mountain but he could not find the herb, instead he uprooted the entire mountain and brought it to Laxman.
The list would not be complete without a couple of holy cow memories…
8. The white calf
We have a whole herd of cows who live in our neighborhood, the shed where they sleep at night is only close by. I was lucky enough to see a beautiful sight, a small white calf with big, deep black and round eyes eating a wilted marigold garland. I have an affection for both cows and marigold garlands (after my marriage) so this sight put the biggest smile on my face.
9. The newborn calf
Whilst walking to a boutique to get my bridal blouses stitched we passed a large chocolate brown cow lying down, relaxing. I looked again and saw the smallest calf I have ever seen, days old, she still had her umbilical cord dangling down. She stood so small, as close as she could be to her mother, she was the same chocolate brown colour.
…and finally something I did catch on camera but wish I had caught on film.
10. The Labrador on a moped
My husband and I were driving to the market to buy some fruit and vegetables. At first, it looked as if the uncle in front was carrying a white bag but then we noticed, the bag had a face!! The Labrador was looking around, enjoying the night sights of Nagpur, seemingly having a fabulous time!