<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520</id><updated>2011-08-12T04:51:04.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am in India!</title><subtitle type='html'>I do hope this blog will not offend anybody, including my friends Indians!!
I do hope you will enjoy reading as much as I am enjoying my experience here!! Plus, if you know me well enough you know I am a quite sarcastic individual ;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-1177795218630048979</id><published>2010-04-08T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:05:23.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job - hunting with India in my CV :P</title><content type='html'>AS some of you might know I am currently in the mad process of job - hunting. I was trying to do some statistics yesterday. Overally, I applied for 10 different companies (in some cases I actually had no hope of getting any response), I was invited for 6 interviews and successfully wrote 2 tests checking my "analytical skills".&lt;br /&gt;OK, this is not interesting... I was planning to write about something else.&lt;br /&gt;So, before going to India I was wondering what kind of the influence my internship there will have on my competetiveness on the Polish job market. Well, I can't say so far if all the companies respond because of India in my CV but definitely this experience helps a lot during the interviews! How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Starting questions during each interview are like: "So, how was India?" or "I have seen you were in India, how is life out there?" or "What did you like about India? Do you plan to go there again?". Yesterday I actually spent 30 minutes of an one - hour interview discussing differences between Indian and Polish culture :-) And at the end they asked me: "So after all these interesting things you have been upto you really want to have an internship with us?" Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I have real life examples to give when asked a question from a series of: "Tell me the situation when...?" I can give interesting examples to questions checking my adaptibility, flexibility, innovative thinking, analytical thinking, communication skills, innovation and creativity, assertiveness and whatever the competencies they can think of! It is really cool, nothing can actually surprise me :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am really cool and relaxed during the recruitment processes. When other candidates shake and nervously pretend they are busy reading their CVs I am just most chilled out. Things happen for a reason I believe, so there is nothing to worry about. I am simply more confident so instead of interviews I mostly take part in nice conversations when both sides laugh, share some interesting stories and learn a lot about each other. Fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last but not least, I am actually enjoying the process. Although I happen to be tired running for one interview just after another I simply don't mind it. Every experience is an experience, no matter if it is good or bad. I am trying to learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This one is funny - when talking in English during an interview I actually laugh to myself! Why? I tend to talk with my Indian accent :P Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summing up, if you ask me about how my Indian experience is helping me to get a new job - I don't know, I haven't got one yet :-) But the process itself is definitely much easier and much funnier:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-1177795218630048979?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/1177795218630048979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/04/job-hunting-with-india-in-my-cv-p.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1177795218630048979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1177795218630048979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/04/job-hunting-with-india-in-my-cv-p.html' title='Job - hunting with India in my CV :P'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5717984702829205713</id><published>2010-03-27T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:48:49.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life after India...with India in my mind and  heart though!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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In case you didnt't know - I am home yet ;-)&lt;br /&gt;I finally decided to write something after watching “Singh is king” in the cinema today (with Polish subtitles, finally I understood everything! yay!) &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I guess I just suddenly missed my colorful Indian life! Additionally, I just realized I left Mumbai exactly a month ago! On 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of February! Good day for some summaries! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I had some doubts… this is a blog about me in Mumbai, about me in India... not about my life in general... However, if you spend 8 months in one place, totally different from what you have been used to, amazing, scary, exciting, wonderful... you won't let it go from your life once you move to another place. Places like this stay with you. India will definitely stay with me for the rest of my life. And since for me places are about people - people I met in India will always remain the ones who were there during some of the greatest moments of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India, people, me... so now about me. Have been recently reflecting upon what exactly has changed in me over this period of time. What have I learnt? What have I understood? Plenty of things actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Enjoy your life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are billions of people in this world who are in a much worse situation than yours and...they still enjoy, they are happy with what they have, they are just glad they have something to eat or they found the place to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Enjoy your life. There are always some things in your life that should make you think you are the happiest and luckiest person in the world! They are not always obvious, keep searching!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things happen for a reason&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have gone to India if the PAI had selected me to his team. I keep saying he made the best decision in my life actually. I wouldn't have had such amazing flat mates if Maria hadn't been leaving India when I had come there. I wouldn't have had such an amazing job and colleagues if I had kept insisting on working for "the brand I know" (lol), I wouldn't have chaired NLDS if the actual chair had got his visa, I wouldn't have had some of the great adventures if the bus on the way to Goa hadn't broken down, I wouldn't have seen Shimla if Anca hadn't have found Sandeep on couchsurfing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you think life sucks and all the things in this world are just against you - remember - things happen for a reason! Your turn will also come soon!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In case it still doesn't work you can also check: www.fmylife.com - also learnt in India - thanks Meenal :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Treat everyone equally&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I learnt this in India, the country which is built on the divisions. Different casts, languages, religions, states, cuisine, festivals - either you treat everyone equally or you keep fighting with the entire society because it's bound that each person you meet will differ from you by at least one of these factors.Amazing… It's not easy. I have seen many examples of people treating chai wallas in a worse way… But I just made this promise to myself I will never be like this. Leaving the country I knew people will remember me as a friendly person – not only my colleagues, bosses, friends… but also drivers, chai wallas, street sellers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Treat everyone equally, although so different we are all people by the end of the day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;People are GOOD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying this because I am generally nice to people (this is what some of my friends say) but because I truly believe it is just better to assume people you meet are good. It makes you feel better and happier. Of course it's not about trusting everyone in 100% but it is about giving them a chance instead of assuming they are bad and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you start with the assumption that people are good I am sure they will surprise you..because they actually are! It happened to me so many times in India! So many riksha drivers that turned out to be most helpful, my colleagues who were there for me all the time, people I met traveling (this is like a big group of the best people in the world!, people randomly met on the street who seeing me lost would just offer their help without me asking for it! Yes, people are GOOD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't judge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know MBTI test would understand what J in the sequence of four letters mean. So, this is what I had been &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;before going to India - a strong J - judger. Yes, I would have judged people by the way they look, the way they speak, the work they do. I was like this, really. And then I took the test again, while being in India and you won't believe it - it turned into S - sensing!&lt;br /&gt;If you were a judging person in the environment which is so different from yours you would just go crazy! You can't think guys holding hands are gays because this is a regular way guys in India behave when they are friends. You can't judge people by the way they nod their heads, by their language, religion. You can't!&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with people before formulating an opinion about them. Give everyone a chance. Don't look at the world with your mindsets, your own lances. Open yourself. OK, I know it sounds very pompous now but I think open attitude was one thing that kept me going all this time in India. If I had been closed I would have run away after 2 days. If I had kept looking at things with my European eyes I would have gone mad! 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 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;It is really easy to become more self confident in the place where you are just a different one . Why? People will always ask you for your opinions, they will always look for this “different perspective”, they will usually include you in some discussion just to learn what you think about the particular topic or how it looks like in your country. Being put so many times in the situations when someone would just randomly ask you: “What do you think about it?” teaches you how to formulate your opinions, how to be able to sell and explain them better, how to say politely that you actually don’t agree. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;If you have something to say – just say it! Voice it out! There is nothing wrong in being wrong…actually&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;even if you are wrong maybe you can just inspire someone to look at the problem from another point of view! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;On a less serious note (this is mostly for girls;-) being a white girl in India makes you also more confident as a woman :-) You are the admired one, being compared to Karina Kapoor and always being noticed in the club. Whenever you go out you can be sure there will be someone complementing on your “wonderful blue eyes” or “silky blond hair” (you don’t have to be blond actually to hear this kind of things ;-) Lots of fun! (And free drinks:P)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;O.K. This post is getting to long, I hope you managed to get through the entire thing ;-)&lt;br /&gt;What’s next? I definitely learnt lots of things in India… I miss my colorful masala life sometimes… &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;How can I bring it here? How can I live my Indian learnings in Warsaw? That’s the challenge for now! Chalo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5717984702829205713?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5717984702829205713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life-after-indiawith-india-in-my.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5717984702829205713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5717984702829205713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life-after-indiawith-india-in-my.html' title='My life after India...with India in my mind and  heart though!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-3020663658521836457</id><published>2010-01-21T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:30:30.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious about Marathi</title><content type='html'>As mentioned somewhere in previous posts, although Hindi is an official language in India each state has its own, unique language. In Maharashtra (with Mumbai as its capital) it is Marathi. Maharashtra is one of these states which treats their language very seriously and makes sure that people maintain it and use it on daily basis. Therefore all the tables and signs on the streets are written in Marathi, all the numbers on buses as well (this is really making my life more complicated!) and finally all the official institutions operate in Marathi. If you go to the police station (luckily haven’t had such an opportunity… yet) they will examine you for sure in Marathi, if you are a politician standing for elections in Mumbai don’t even think of not knowing Marathi. Why? You can get slapped!! Check out this article and see what happens if you try and talk in Hindi &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/MNS-legislators-attack-Abu-Azmi-for-taking-oath-in-Hindi/articleshow/5211548.cms"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And on the top of that The Maharashtra government has recently made it mandatory for new applicants for taxi driver permits to be domiciled in the state and be able to read, write and speak Marathi. &lt;a href="http://beta.thehindu.com/news/states/other-states/article83575.ece"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another obstacle to keep Maharashtra only for Maharashtrans and prevent immigration from other parts of the country.  (Will write about immigration later) For me, another reason to get confused whether Indians are one…or not…?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-3020663658521836457?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/3020663658521836457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/serious-about-marathi.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3020663658521836457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3020663658521836457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/serious-about-marathi.html' title='Serious about Marathi'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-8570765530638329826</id><published>2010-01-21T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:27:42.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staring</title><content type='html'>Imagine you travel in a subway in Warsaw or any other European city. Suddenly, you spot someone who looks different. Maybe they have a different skin color, maybe they are dressed up in a weird way, maybe have a funny hairstyle. You can’t not have a look, you want to see more details… While you are enjoying your view, the person promptly looks back. What do you do? Whistle? Quickly start staring at your shoes? Search for something in your bag? Take out your mobile? Basically, you pretend you haven’t been watching this entire time and you are just normally busy with your life. I am sure all of us have done it several times in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s analyze now how the same process looks like in India, assuming I am the one looking different. (I don’t know why someone would think I am different because I am a Mumbaiker ONLY :P) but let’s assume it for a second. I am getting into the bus, sitting on one of the available seats and of course I can feel hundreds of eyes looking in my direction. In most of the cases I ignore it, have been here for 7 months now so got used to this all. It was actually fun at the beginning because wherever I went I felt like pop star ;) But I got over it now :P However, sometimes, just for fun, I would look back to check the reaction… and you know what? People keep staring! No one even tries to pretend they haven’t been watching, they actually stare more because now they can see my face as well!! In some cases, when I am in a good mood I will start fooling them, making stupid faces, giving some of my biggest and brightest smiles or saying hi. This makes a staring person most excited and from then on I can be sure they joined my fans’ circle and I can enjoy their stares till the end of the journey!! :D Good fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-8570765530638329826?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/8570765530638329826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/staring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8570765530638329826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8570765530638329826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/staring.html' title='Staring'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-3140511783657080486</id><published>2010-01-18T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:07:42.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations with rikshawallas</title><content type='html'>I can't say I speak Hindi... I am not even close to speaking Hindi... In the office I don't need it because everyone speaks English... on the streets... well... I know a few basic phrases required to buy food, bargain about prices of food and clothes and of course explain to the rikshawalla how to get to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few basic sentences like: "turn left" or "go straight ahead" or "wait one minute" make these lovely rikshawallas think I can speak proper Hindi. &lt;br /&gt;First when they realize that I speak to them in Hindi they stop their rikshas and turn around checking again if I am really a foreigner. Then they smile and ask: "Hindi?" to which my reply is: "tora, tora" (a little) which makes them smile even more! Then assuming they found an interesting person to have a conversation with they would start with thousands of questions. Typical dialogue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RW: Madam, which country?&lt;br /&gt;ME: Poland&lt;br /&gt;RW: Which country?&lt;br /&gt;ME: Poland&lt;br /&gt;RW: Kya? (What?)&lt;br /&gt;ME: (giving up) Europe&lt;br /&gt;RW: (smiling) aah, Europe, nice country, nice country, Madam!&lt;br /&gt;RW: Husband?&lt;br /&gt;ME: No&lt;br /&gt;RW: (smiling) Me wife and 1 daughter&lt;br /&gt;ME: Nice&lt;br /&gt;RW: Something, something,something (in Hindi)&lt;br /&gt;ME: Bhaiya (Brother) HINDI Nei!&lt;br /&gt;RW: Something, something, something (in Hindi)&lt;br /&gt;ME: Hindi nei!&lt;br /&gt;RW: Something, something, something (hoping that if he repeats 5 times I will finally understand)&lt;br /&gt;ME: (giving up, pretending I understand) Ha (yes)&lt;br /&gt;RW: Something, something, something (in Hindi)&lt;br /&gt;ME: (laughing) Ha, Ha&lt;br /&gt;RW: Something, something, something (in Hindi)&lt;br /&gt;ME: (pretending I am surprised) Ha, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we can go like this for 40 minutes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride in riksha: Rs 56&lt;br /&gt;Smile of the RW (showing ALL the brown from tabacoo he has been chewing teeth): priceless!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-3140511783657080486?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/3140511783657080486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/conversations-with-rikshawallas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3140511783657080486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3140511783657080486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/conversations-with-rikshawallas.html' title='Conversations with rikshawallas'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-862068204740093006</id><published>2010-01-07T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:51:13.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa goes green!</title><content type='html'>The places where you can definitely feel the Christmas spirit are shopping malls! I went to one of them just a day before Christmas and it felt so much like home! I was however wondering why all the Santa Clauses were wearing green clothes there. In my head I was finding reasons – cultural differences, green goes better with darker skin or green is fashionable this year... but the reason was much more interesting and exciting! Santa goes green! He has become eco – friendly, he acts sustainably and he cares for environment! WOW! Isn’t it a creative way to approach two topics at the same time? And it links so well with my posts about environment! I was really amazed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0Ye5VMV4UI/AAAAAAAABa4/z30QRzKUAbc/s1600-h/IMG_3738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0Ye5VMV4UI/AAAAAAAABa4/z30QRzKUAbc/s320/IMG_3738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424056771504628034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-862068204740093006?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/862068204740093006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/santa-goes-green.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/862068204740093006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/862068204740093006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/santa-goes-green.html' title='Santa goes green!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0Ye5VMV4UI/AAAAAAAABa4/z30QRzKUAbc/s72-c/IMG_3738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-2174201041435434589</id><published>2010-01-07T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:48:27.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>It is a very funny feeling to celebrate Christmas when there is 30 degrees outside and 90% of the people around you don’t have a clue what this festival is all about. However they still try very hard and use the excuse of Christmas to take a day off, to do some extra shopping or to organize the celebration in the office. This is what happened in my department on 23rd of December. Suddenly someone came up with the idea of Christmas celebration and we all went mad! Lots of food, including Christmas cake, Santa Clause, Santa caps for everyone and Christmas game with prizes! When we were about to start the event someone realized that most of the people don’t know why exactly we want to celebrate Christmas and what is so special about this day, so they suddenly decided to call “an international expert” or “foreign consultant on Christmas” to give an opening speech! Guess who that was!!! I seriously don’t know what exactly I said, I guess something about how Christmas is celebrated in Poland and how I am missing snow but they were laughing and clapping so I am assuming it was pretty successful ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0Yd40D2r4I/AAAAAAAABao/4eSDbE0wjS0/s1600-h/ela+przemawia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0Yd40D2r4I/AAAAAAAABao/4eSDbE0wjS0/s320/ela+przemawia.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424055663099031426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0YeL3SmKGI/AAAAAAAABaw/iWHZr9p1Dz0/s1600-h/DSCN0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0YeL3SmKGI/AAAAAAAABaw/iWHZr9p1Dz0/s320/DSCN0455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424055990383683682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren’t we all looking cute in these caps?&lt;br /&gt;Note how they made me bend because I was too tall and was not fitting in the picture ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-2174201041435434589?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/2174201041435434589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2174201041435434589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2174201041435434589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/S0Yd40D2r4I/AAAAAAAABao/4eSDbE0wjS0/s72-c/ela+przemawia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-4454356275694740572</id><published>2009-12-22T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T08:55:02.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unity in the diversity vol.2</title><content type='html'>Although so diverse, Indians are also among most proud and patriotic nations I have ever interacted with. They keep talking about how great India is, how wonderful their nature and cuisine are, how the most entrepreneurial and smartest people in the world are from India. And they truly manifest it, people have small flags in each car and house, they play national anthem before a movie starts in the cinema… and my favorite: they write “India is great on everything”. The picture you can see is an authentic picture of a truck I have taken. Apart from a typical: “Horn OK please” and “Stop Signal” you will also see Indian flag and “India is great” sign. Seriously, think about it - isn’t India great?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SzD5w-NXKcI/AAAAAAAABag/jlWPWTwvgvQ/s1600-h/india-is-great.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SzD5w-NXKcI/AAAAAAAABag/jlWPWTwvgvQ/s320/india-is-great.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418104971454785986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-4454356275694740572?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/4454356275694740572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/12/unity-in-diversity-vol2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4454356275694740572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4454356275694740572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/12/unity-in-diversity-vol2.html' title='Unity in the diversity vol.2'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SzD5w-NXKcI/AAAAAAAABag/jlWPWTwvgvQ/s72-c/india-is-great.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-287064356632459126</id><published>2009-12-22T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T08:50:56.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unity in the diversity!</title><content type='html'>India is diversity. 14 official languages spoken, 8 main religions being largely represented, food and weather change from state to state, people wear different clothes and have different lifestyles in different parts of the country. This diversity is very much noticeable in Mumbai, since it is the melting pot, the city where people from all the corners of the country come to look for jobs, to look for better future. Walking around you will see restaurants like: “South Indian treat”, “Punjabi dream” or “Goa Cafe”. You will see people celebrating all the possible festivals of all the religions, starting in August with Ganesha Festival (Hindu), Dassera (Hindu), Ramadan (Muslim), Diwali (Hindu) and concluding with Christmas (for all the different types! of catholics). I was seriously wondering how these all different religions can coexist here and I still don’t have a rational explanation for that, however it somehow works! What is even more interesting, whatever your religion is you tend to celebrate all these festivals! All of us were participating in the Diwali pooja (kind of a prayer organized in my office during Diwali) and now everyone is just crazy about Christmas, decorating the office, sending Christmas wishes, etc. Check out the clip I have just received today from one of my colleagues! It fully represents what exactly I am talking about! 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I was just discussing with some of my friends the other day, that although it’s China and the USA which are the biggest producers of CO2, in India you can actually feel how the polluted environment influences your life, everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the phenomena I found quite interesting and alarming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The air has color – it is grey! You can especially see it in the morning, it looks a bit like a fog but it is actually smog. I have seen many pictures of smog in my life and I have learnt about it on my geography lessons but have never seen it in real. It is much more visible now, in the dry season. This is also why everyone blesses monsoon season – it seems to be washing away all the dirt of the city, all the dirt in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The air has taste! If you want to take a deep breath of a fresh air you will quickly realize you don’t want to do this again because the air is never fresh. Of course I talk about Mumbai, remote, green places and smaller cities are different but breathing deeply in Mumbai can actually cost you a serve headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Temperature is increasing year by year! Imagine this – it is mid December now and the average temperature is still about 300 C! In the afternoon it is reaching even 350, becoming a bit cooler (250) in the evenings. If you talk to Mumbaikers most of them will tell you that they haven’t seen such a December yet! Obviously it is never cold in Mumbai but they would expect at least 150 -200. Nothing like this seems to be happening here this year. Let’s wait for January; hopefully it will bring some relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Dust! The city is extremely dusty! Coming back from work the first thing I do every day is shower. After spending some 2 hours outside you can literally feel how dirty you are and how much dust is there on your body! No wonder the air is so dirty if there is just so much pollution and dust around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-7291068123241500464?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/7291068123241500464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/12/environment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7291068123241500464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7291068123241500464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/12/environment.html' title='Environment!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-9172205516129345570</id><published>2009-12-11T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T03:58:31.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food - driven culture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is how I call India! Everything is around the food here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You don’t know what to talk about – you can just start with “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the best biryani I have ever had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;” and then it just goes on and on and on…! The first question I am being asked when someone meets me and realizes I stay here on my own is: “How do you manage with food? Do you cook or order? What do you eat?” Also, if you schedule a meeting with someone at 2 p.m. it is bound they will start the conversation with: “So, did you have your lunch already?” For me food has never been so important, I treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ed it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; more as “something that keeps me going” but after spending almost 6 months in India (!!) I have to admit I am becoming a bit of a foody! Luckily, we have a very nice canteen at the office, so I can easily have here my breakfast, lunch and even dinner if I stay longer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes, when bored with canteen food we go out for lunch and during one of these lunches out I discovered a form of a very interesting “restaurants”. These are the places located at private houses, looking a bit dirty and not maintained properly, where you go and get the best home – made food ever! There is one of these places located very close to our office, the auntie (this is how we call the lady who owns the place and cooks there) always welcomes us with the smile, giving the full list of “day’s specials”. Great food, wonderful fish, prawns and chicken! If we feel like having lots of meat, this is where we go :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (At the canteen you will usually get only one non- vegetarian meal with some 2 sad pieces of chicken!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The food &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at auntie’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is obviously the cheapest ever! For Rs 100 (around 6 PLN) you can eat and eat and eat and eat…and she will keep bringing more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-9172205516129345570?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/9172205516129345570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/12/food-driven-culture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/9172205516129345570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/9172205516129345570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/12/food-driven-culture.html' title='Food - driven culture!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-8007618322081126263</id><published>2009-11-02T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:56:25.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame on me!</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, shame on me! Just realized I haven't posted anything for 2 months! 2 months! Can you imagine?! I feel like I have just arrived in Mumbai... but actually it has been already 4 months of my stay here... and 4 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now time for some lame excuses - why haven't I been posting? I remember when I first arrived and everything was just sooooo shocking, soooo new, sooooo different... and I just had to share all these soooo  things with someone...obviously Indians wouldn't understand, so blogging was a good way of expressing myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I haven't even realized when from the first stage of the cultural shock (being super excited and super happy) I slowly moved to the next ones - initially  complaining about every single matter to finally settle down and start calling Andheri flat "a home"... or doing other things Indians do - saying "I am from Mumbai", bargaining with rikshawallas, recognizing different Indian dishes and passing comments on them like: "I love punjabi food" or "Can we have aloo paratha for lunch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is when things around me stopped being shocking and when me seeing an elephant on the street (yes, it really happened, he was just walking next to my riksha!) was not anymore exciting enough to blog about it:P In such moments I would just think to myself: "It's India" and it would be a good enough excuse for all the weird and random situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last 4 months of my life have definitely been the months of some biggest challenges, craziest things I have ever done, most scary moments, sweetest people and the most surprising events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good 4 months of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-8007618322081126263?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/8007618322081126263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/11/shame-on-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8007618322081126263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8007618322081126263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/11/shame-on-me.html' title='Shame on me!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-1896719538240383953</id><published>2009-09-02T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:43:21.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastic and newspapers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I have already shared the story about Indians keeping everything in plastic; however packing everything in newspapers is actually even more exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;When you buy anything on the street you have 80% of chances you will get it packed with newspaper. Bread, fruit, vegetables, pastries… Even when they deliver snacks to the office they usually bring them in big boxes, so that whoever wants to eat can come, take some, pack in their piece of a newspaper and have it. First days I was really disgusted and I was just not eating...but you cant keep avoiding… it’s India, what to do? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-1896719538240383953?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/1896719538240383953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-and-newspapers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1896719538240383953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1896719538240383953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-and-newspapers.html' title='Plastic and newspapers!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-8434187495265724595</id><published>2009-09-01T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:50:57.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciating small things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;When your every day is a constant hustle, when you have to struggle to have running water at home, when you have to figure out every day how to get to the office, when you sweat like nothing after having a 5 – minutes walk… you really start looking at the world around you from a different perspective. I didn’t even notice when I started appreciating small things in the way Indians do. Now you can often find me saying: “What a nice weather!” or “The food was amazing!” or “There was almost no traffic on my way to the office” or “I caught a rick immediately after I got out of the house!”&lt;br /&gt;Interesting! I really don’t know what is happening to me in this country!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-8434187495265724595?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/8434187495265724595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/09/appreciating-small-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8434187495265724595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8434187495265724595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/09/appreciating-small-things.html' title='Appreciating small things'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-3528190747580714731</id><published>2009-09-01T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:50:09.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me Madam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“Excuse me madam, come here madam, have a look madam, only 50 rupees madam, madam… madam… madam!” This is what I remember from the first shopping adventure on my own! I was so proud of myself: I went to Bandra by train and found a proper shopping street (Linking Road). And then I went mad! These crazy people started with “Madams”, were dragging me into their stalls, wanted to show me everything, wanted me to buy anything from them! I even had to have a look at men’s underwear! Shopping which is supposed to be a pleasant activity (especially for me!) was like a nightmare, after 1 hour I was so tired that I decided to go home :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;However, I have quite an impressive list of achievements in terms of what I bought and for how much ;) My bargaining skills are improving every day, I can easily name negotiating techniques which are working best with these people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial price: Rs 495&lt;br /&gt;Actual price: Rs 270 (15.80)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kurta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial price: Rs 450&lt;br /&gt;Actual price: Rs 250 (14.60)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial price: Rs 100&lt;br /&gt;Actual price: Rs 40 (2.30 PLN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Obviously, if I were there with an Indian I would get these things for lower prices as well but as for a gori I managed pretty well ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;And now – the most annoying thing! I almost wanted to shout when it happened for the first time! As I wanted to buy shoes I had to try different types and sizes… and I forgot customers’ servicing is taken very seriously in this country… not only will they make sure they have a proper size and color but they will be themselves putting shoes on your feet in case you want to try them! I was honestly feeling very awkward – having someone to put my shoes on…. Guess I am still not used to Indian standards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-3528190747580714731?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/3528190747580714731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/09/excuse-me-madam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3528190747580714731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3528190747580714731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/09/excuse-me-madam.html' title='Excuse me Madam!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-8839209659696474228</id><published>2009-08-28T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:37:36.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;There are some mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;ents in your life that opens a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;ew chapter, like 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday, your wedding, moving out from your parents’ house, etc. In India you tend to celebrate much smaller events which somehow bring you one step forward. You can’t imagine how happy I was after getting my SIM card (2 weeks of waiting!). You can get one of these within 5 minutes, paying some 5 PLN in Poland but getting one here was like a huge thing, I had to submit a few different documents, my pictures, etc… together with this SIM card however I got my safety, independence and freedom. I could start traveling on my own, not being worried about what will happen if the driver doesn’t know the way. I could just easily call someone then and ask them to explain the way in Hindi. Also, I could finally set meetings, go out on my own, being in touch with my friends all the time! Big thing! And now, after almost 2 months in India I got my bank account opened! Another operation that took me maximum 20 minutes in Alior Bank in Warsaw was being processed here for so long! And I can’t even name all the documents they needed me to submit. When I finally got my ATM card and all the documentation my bank assistant came to congratulate me on the same!!! Can you imagine?! Again, this account and this card mean so much, they again mean independence and freedom to manage your own expenses on your own! Good feeling, finally I will go and do some shopping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-8839209659696474228?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/8839209659696474228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/such-moments.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8839209659696474228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8839209659696474228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/such-moments.html' title='Such moments...'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-7293512570983751746</id><published>2009-08-24T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:48:28.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found online!</title><content type='html'>I have just found this list online and was laughing trying to check whether I have become Mumbaiker already ;) My YES/NO below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;n reference to Gigis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://adventuresofgigi.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-know-youre-becoming-parisian-when.html"&gt;you know you are becoming a Parisian when..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; here comes the How do you recognize becoming a Mumbaiker. The idea behind is that you certainly recognize that you adapt some habits and mindsets. If you live and work India and especially Mumbai this happens really fast, once you are over the culture shock you get used to certain things. If not you will leave the country soon.&lt;br /&gt;So here is my list of how to recognize becoming a Mumbaiker   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- everything beyond 30km/h is speeding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 0.1m² is lot of space in a train &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you bargain everywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- if you sneeze, don't expect somebody to say "Gesundheit, bless you.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; you say sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you start liking Kinfisher &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Kingfisher is my favourite brand now!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- there is no need to use a blinker/ indicator/ side mirror, just horn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you get new a perspective towards waste and pollution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you are shaking your head like an Indian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you start your sentence with "Hey Boss.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so much YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you can squeeze your lips to call a waiter etc. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO (will never do that! yaak!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 100 Rupies (2EUR) is expensive for one meal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you don't consider guys holding hands and hugging as gay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you jump off the train while it is still running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES (really!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you can recognise stations by the smell (e.g Bandra) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you finally pay the prize for an auto,taxi shown on the meter without discussion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- you have a bit of orientation in the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES (still a bit though!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am almost there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-7293512570983751746?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/7293512570983751746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/found-online.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7293512570983751746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7293512570983751746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/found-online.html' title='Found online!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-2232148236650211055</id><published>2009-08-24T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:41:29.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Human dignity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;How can you talk about human dignity when your restroom is just next to your bed and your bed is just next to your kitchen and all these is actually placed on the street, where thousands of people are driving their cars every day, traveling with rikshaws, walking by. How can you talk about having basic privacy when you brush your teeth, comb your hair, eat your dinner, sleep, feed your babies being watched by random pedestrians or travelers, when “your bed” is just there, just on the street but you only lie down after 9 pm, when the traffic is less and you will have to collect your stuff before 7 am when it starts getting crowded again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Coming to India I was told I should expect poverty and a gap between the rich and the poor. I was thinking, I am not from the richest country in the world either, so shouldn’t be that shocked. However, things you can see here are really scary and you can’t by any chance prepare yourself for what you will see here. No one can really say how many people are living on the streets (especially in Mumbai this number will be huuuuge!) because no one is even able to track how many people are there in the country. Not everyone was born in hospital, not everyone is officially registered, not everyone officially works. Therefore if Indian government gives statistics about the size of the population they can never be accurate… neither they are able to say how many people are homeless. Most of the Indians I was discussing economic situation with said that the biggest issue hindering this country from growing even faster is its population. No matter how much effort you put into providing social services you can’t really feed everyone, educate everyone, and give work to everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-2232148236650211055?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/2232148236650211055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/human-dignity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2232148236650211055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2232148236650211055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/human-dignity.html' title='Human dignity'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-2678455020639798686</id><published>2009-08-24T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:40:37.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visa issue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;OK, I didn’t want to write about it as I was not really sure how the whole thing will finish, also I was laughing so much at these poor Indians coming to Europe, having their visa issues… until I ended up having my own, personal, exclusive visa issue and being scared I would be deported from the country!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Applying for visa I knew I was supposed to obtain a business visa in order to be officially registered and employed by the company in India. I submitted all the required documents and was more than happy getting my visa, being sure that if you apply for the business type, you get business type and you don’t need to check it again… Well, never assume!!! Only after landing in India I was told that “V type” is not a business visa and it won’t allow me to get registered at FRRO (Foreign Regional Registration Office). Calling different people, looking for some help I was only told by the Indian embassy in Poland that they are very sorry and only thing they can do is to assure me that if I come to their office in Warsaw again, they can issue a new, proper visa for me! Wow! What a relief!! I knew I couldn’t go back home so I started searching for other options. Luckily Mahindra is a big and old company and if you tell them who they are supposed to know they for sure know them and can talk to them about your issue ;) So was it in my case. After days of struggling with the Indian embassy they finally sent me the letter saying that it’s not my fault but their mistake that I got the wrong visa, requesting FRRO to read it as business visa! I was very stressed ending up in FRRO with all the documents, later than I was supposed to. Luckily they accepted all my explanations and finally I heared the magic sentence: “I allow you to register in India”! I wanted to start jumping but these people in the office looked very seriously so just smiled at the lady who was sitting behind the desk, took my registration book and walked out! Officially, legally in India, after 3 weeks since arrival!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-2678455020639798686?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/2678455020639798686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/visa-issue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2678455020639798686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2678455020639798686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/visa-issue.html' title='Visa issue!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-6889715172658853669</id><published>2009-08-23T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:10:33.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in a car manufacturing company</title><content type='html'>Hehe, this is actually a good fun! So as I mentioned the sector of Mahindra I am working for is a car manufacturing company and so far they have been doing a good job in making me a true fan of their Scorpio! Traveling around different locations I will always manage to find some good people who will send a company's vehicle to pick me up or drop me home! The managers I was interviewing used to call their drivers to drive me in the plant itself, from one office to another! My colleagues say it  is not like this when they need a car... but I can always make one of my lost (white!) faces saying "I am not sure where I am supposed to go" so they will offer me a lift before I really ask for it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have reach a certain level of the hierarchy in the company you are usually given a company car.Well, even in Poland managers are getting one but somehow in India you will usually get it together with a driver! So you don't really have to bother about driving, getting stressed about traffic, etc. Actually, the concept of drivers is pretty popular here. Some of my friends will just call a driver once we are going out clubbing &amp;amp; partying. So that everyone can just enjoy and have a good time:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-6889715172658853669?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/6889715172658853669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/working-in-car-manufacturing-company.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6889715172658853669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6889715172658853669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/working-in-car-manufacturing-company.html' title='Working in a car manufacturing company'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5135508680681993388</id><published>2009-08-23T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:56:06.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice places, wonderful views, perfect weather, amazing food, good people!</title><content type='html'>This is how I would put it if I were to cut a long story short. Working on my project's assignmets I have been sent by the company to its other locations. I was traveling to Nashik and Igatpuri - places located 4 hours away from Mumbai (don't ask how many kilometers - I really don't know;)&lt;br /&gt;My journey started at 6 in the morning, I took the company bus which left my Kandivili office at 6 am sharp! Sharp, really! I was impressed too! :) I was extremely sleepy (like only I can be at 6 am) so was hoping to get some sleep on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?! No way! I know I used to complain about Polish roads but you can't really compare our Polish highways to what you can experience here!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanted to sleep but I just kept jumping up and down! Before coming to India I had heard many stories about Indian infrastructure... After experiencing local trains, water issues, elecricity problems, lack of proper public transportation I can only add the quality of roads to the list of infrastructure surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to sleep I was just observing the views outside. As we kept moving towards our destination the views around became nicer and nicer. Green hills, small rivers, almost clean (!!) roads, untouched nature. I was so sorry I didn't have my camera :( You can't really see such places in Europe, looking as if time stopped there some 50 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashik, the city of my destination was unfortunatelly again reminding me of Mumbai. Of course it was smaller and less crowded but still dirty, with many homeless people (unless you can say a carton box is a house) and the same crazy traffic.&lt;br /&gt;It must be one of the industrial centres near Mumbai as Mahindras' plant was not the only one there.&lt;br /&gt;As I went there to interview the top 20 Gallup scorers I spent two days running and driving around the plant in order to talk to them. Getting to know their practices, their opinions, getting familarized with an Indian working style was a very interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;In the night I was accomodated in one of the M&amp;amp;M guest houses. Nice, decent place, wonderful service and food! Amazing! As I informed them well in advance that I can't have spicy Indian food they prepared something special for me!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't spicy at but still prepared in an Indian way! Luckily I met two other trainees there, guys from Singapore who took me for a short walk. Weather was just great, a bit cooler than in Mumbai and not humid at all! The place was very quite and peacful - good change after the noise of Bombay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back I spent another day in Igatpuri, at another plant of Mahindras.&lt;br /&gt;I came back to Mumbai on Friday night, relaxed and relieved, with batteries charged for the upcoming weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5135508680681993388?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5135508680681993388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/nice-places-wonderful-views-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5135508680681993388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5135508680681993388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/nice-places-wonderful-views-perfect.html' title='Nice places, wonderful views, perfect weather, amazing food, good people!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-6438507044368356234</id><published>2009-08-02T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:03:31.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite word in hindi!</title><content type='html'>What is my favourite word in Hindi? "HA" which means YES! Can you imagine people talking on the phone saying "Ha, ha, ha, ha" when they actually ensure they will do something! Maybe it's only me as I am quite sarcastic but every time somebody says: "Ha, ha, I will do it" I feel that in their minds they think: "haha, you naive, you really believe I will do it!" LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-6438507044368356234?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/6438507044368356234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favourite-word-in-hindi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6438507044368356234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6438507044368356234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favourite-word-in-hindi.html' title='My favourite word in hindi!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-1305351138284782793</id><published>2009-08-02T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:54:15.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian working style</title><content type='html'>Spending a month in the Indian company, talking to many people, attending several meetings and being involved in different activities I have made some observations concerning Indian working style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Role of relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Indians in general like to know what is happening in other people's lives they keep the same habit in the workplace too. There is no real border between personal and professional life, all the family issues are discussed with colleagues which slowly leads to them becoming your best friends. Apart from that they celebrate all the possible occasions - birthdays, the birth of a child, wedding, purchase of a new car, graduation, one's first date, new girlfriend, etc. One of the managers told me that even if his reportee doesn't want to tell him what is bothering him he will anyway find out as their wives are best friends too! Can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hierarchy and titles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When at work, especially in big companies people do pay attention to hierarchy. If your boss introduces you to a senior means he treats you seriously. If your boss speaks nobody else has the right to say a word unlsesss asked to. Moreover, Indians like making their work sound more important by adding a sophisticated name of the position/title.&lt;br /&gt;Below the real conversation that happened during one of the meetings I attended.&lt;br /&gt;Participants: A (boss), B, C, D, E, F - team members, G - team leader.&lt;br /&gt;A: here is the list of our assignments. Now we have to decide who will execute them.&lt;br /&gt;G: I suggest B, C and D should get involved in them, they seem to understand the topic.&lt;br /&gt;A: B, C, D, is it O.K. for you?&lt;br /&gt;B,C,D: (nods they heads in whatever directions)&lt;br /&gt;A: Fine, I will call you "core team".&lt;br /&gt;G: Sir, I think E will also take part in this project, he is very interested in the area.&lt;br /&gt;A: E, what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;E: Well, Sir, I studied this a lot, have worked in this area for some time, so I guess I might be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;A: Perfect, how will we call you then?&lt;br /&gt;B: Team leader?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, G is a team leader.Let's call him a champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This discussion last for at least 15 minutes and I found it really amusing, was trying my best not to start laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not direct at all! Instead of saying: "X, can you do this?" they go with long explanation why and what for, analyze who are the people who might get involved, discussing over their possible titles and only after 30 minutes finishing up with the question: "X, is it fine if we assign you to do this?"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just miss some direct statements, clear plan, flow of the action, structure! Instead I can count on the IT support guys who type slower than me, hours spent on pointless discussions and hours wasted re-doing things that have been already done... just in a different way.. because nobody had stated earlier which is the proper and expected way :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-1305351138284782793?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/1305351138284782793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/indian-working-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1305351138284782793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1305351138284782793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/08/indian-working-style.html' title='Indian working style'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-6821150504891782989</id><published>2009-07-26T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T04:51:26.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different assumptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Spending your entire life in one particular environment you don’t even realize how often you assume that people will behave in the certain way or things will be done in the certain way. It is only because you have always seen them happening in this particular way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Talking about some simple, every day situations there are 3 very small things which made me come to this conclusion: food, tea and alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Food – being a vegetarian in Poland you can always expect not getting proper food if you don’t inform about it earlier. Everyone assumes that an average person is a non-vegetarian. Here, it’s opposite, even going to KFC or Mc Donald’s you have to indicate you want a non-vegetarian food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Tea – if you ask for chai in India you will get a tea with milk and sugar. It is just assumed everybody drinks tea with milk! So every time I am ordering a tea I have to point out that I want a black tea. (kali chai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Alcohol – this is the funniest thing which I realized some 2-3 days ago. I have very cool colleagues at my office, young and funny people. Many times I have heared them talking about going out, agreeing where they want to go, etc. However, they have never asked if I want to join. I was thinking – I am new, maybe they think I am boring, that you can’t have fun with me, etc. But this time I decided to ask where they are actually going and what for. They were very confused at the beginning but finally said they are going out to eat and drink and asked if I want to join. Of course I wanted to join! You should have seen how surprised they were! They said they didn’t ask me earlier because they thought I didn’t drink alcohol! Poor people, forgot I am from Poland? ;) Anyways, I was really surprised – imagine this happening in Poland. In Poland you just assume everybody drinks, so you invite them for a beer, etc. not even thinking that they might say no… Drinking alcohol is just there in the European culture. In hindi the word: “cheers”  doesn’t exist!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-6821150504891782989?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/6821150504891782989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/different-assumptions.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6821150504891782989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6821150504891782989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/different-assumptions.html' title='Different assumptions'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-2386774102188088869</id><published>2009-07-23T08:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:53:23.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing in Bombay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I have been clubbing a lot recently! I was trying to count how many clubs I have seen so far and I think there must have been at least 6-7 I have been to already. Not bad, taking into account I only arrived in Bombay 19 days ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Clubs shut down at 2 am latest. You hardly reach and you have to go out already! And apparently in other places in India they are open till midnight only. Luckily, there are a lot of these after party places where you can go once a regular club closes. I loved the one we went to yesterday, not sure about the name but it was a club in a hotel and was still opened when we left at 3.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Drink and drive? Why not? In Europe you can say: because it is dangerous and you can be caught by the Police. What to be scared of here in India? Traffic is crazy even if drivers are sober and the Police have better things to do than running after drunk drivers. So people drink and drive…experienced it once myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-2386774102188088869?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/2386774102188088869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/clubbing-in-bombay.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2386774102188088869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2386774102188088869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/clubbing-in-bombay.html' title='Clubbing in Bombay!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-6669102607616654124</id><published>2009-07-23T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:51:38.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, happened to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Since everybody is asking about it, I guess I have to share :P So my stomach is finally screwed up. Anything I eat just goes through me in 30 minutes and gets out still in the same shape, meaning in the shape of food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; So yes, I am eating all the time and I am constantly  hungry. What to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-6669102607616654124?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/6669102607616654124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-happened-to-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6669102607616654124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6669102607616654124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-happened-to-me.html' title='Yes, happened to me!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-4261149819298426291</id><published>2009-07-23T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:50:41.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so proud of myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;So today Tulsi, my colleague was not there to pick me up and go with me to the office, she has fallen sick. Such situations happened before already and I was always taking a rick then to drive directly from my flat to the office. Today however I decided to taste a real Mumbai and took one of the shared cabs! First success was actually to recognize the cab because they don’t have the typical “taxi” sign on it. The second challenge was to explain to the driver where exactly I wanted to go and thirdly, most importantly – he wanted to charge me 20 rupees for the trip but I negotiated and paid 15 rupees only! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Talking about bargaining that was my secons success this week as yesterday I was asked to pay 60 rupees for fruits but I finally paid 35! It was easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Fruit seller: 60 rupees (with a huuuuuge smile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Me: 30 rupees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Fruit seller: 50 rupees (smile remains on his face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Me: 35 rupees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Fruit seller: O.K. (smile becomes smaller)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Me: Thank you! (Huge smile appears on my face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Ah, ah, I am so proud of myself, surviving in Bombay like a regular Indian! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-4261149819298426291?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/4261149819298426291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-proud-of-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4261149819298426291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4261149819298426291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-proud-of-myself.html' title='I&apos;m so proud of myself!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-7934902377659696513</id><published>2009-07-20T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:36:09.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Local trains part 2!</title><content type='html'>I have just experienced my second travel by the local train and I enjoyed it soooo much!! Honnestly!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the final station, Churchgate. As we were leaving Andherii at about 9 we took the first class and travelled in the ladies' compartment not to suffer so much due to the rush hours:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, when I was travelling on my own (really!) and the traffic was not that bad I took the 2nd class. And so it started! This compartment was like heaven for ladies there! Once the train started the party began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the women travelling in this compartment were accompanied by several traders who were selling practically anything a woman might need. I am not even mentioning regular things you can get in trains like food or water. One could honnestly dress up for a party there! So there were nail polishes - different colors and brands, the whole choice of jewellery - earings, &lt;span id="dict2_hidden" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt;bangles, bracelets, necklaces, rings, even clothes and removable tatoos! It was really difficult not to buy anything and even by looking at all these things I was enjoying myself very much. Obviously most of them were so kitschy that I would never wear them ;) But all in all it was a good fun and I didn't even notice when I reached my station and was smoothly pushed out from the train by the crowd behind me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="dict102_hidden" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="dict2_hidden" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-7934902377659696513?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/7934902377659696513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/local-trains-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7934902377659696513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7934902377659696513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/local-trains-part-2.html' title='Local trains part 2!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-4423978111647385716</id><published>2009-07-16T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:38:05.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2lPniSsFxs"&gt;Indians in 90 seconds!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say "yes" in the same way already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-4423978111647385716?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/4423978111647385716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4423978111647385716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4423978111647385716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-true.html' title='So much true!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5493759203164150604</id><published>2009-07-15T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:41:01.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;My boss asked me today: “Is it making you excited at all?” Haha, as if she knew I need this bit of excitement to progress with whatever I am doing!! So my reply was: yes, it is making me really excited! ;) Excitement was caused by the plan of our project for the upcoming weeks. What is the project about? There has been recently the Gallup satisfaction survey run in the company among all the employees. Now the results have come and it is time to proceed with analyses and further steps. All managers from all the levels of the organization got their scorecards assessing how their team members are satisfied with their performance towards creation of a great place to work which enhances motivation, engagement, commitment and higher productivity. Together with a colleague of mine, Ashruti we will be handling the part of it which includes interviews with TOP 20 managers who got the highest scores and their teams to itentify the key factors which lead to such results and use them later on while planning actions to improve the performance of all the managers in the company. This has obviously made me excited! I will get to travel around different locations of the company (means see some other parts of India!) and talk to the smartest managers in the whole company, checking out what actually makes them the best managers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Also, I will be working very closely with Ashruti, an Indian girl, with a working style much different than mine, less structured, less planned, etc. This is making me double excited! The mixture of us both might bring some cool end result! Chalo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5493759203164150604?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5493759203164150604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/excitement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5493759203164150604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5493759203164150604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/excitement.html' title='Excitement!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5105957032752361071</id><published>2009-07-15T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:40:16.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I getting over them?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;It has already been more than 10 days since I arrived in Bombay (time flies!) I’m sure some of you must be curious about how I have been finding Indians as men, especially knowing my life - long dilemma (Greeks or Indians?;) Believe it or not, today I met the second Indian here who I can without hesitation call “hadsome”. It took me 10 days in a 19 – milion people city! Am I getting over them? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5105957032752361071?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5105957032752361071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-getting-over-them.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5105957032752361071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5105957032752361071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-getting-over-them.html' title='Am I getting over them?'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-7443527857263168957</id><published>2009-07-13T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:18:33.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Everybody knows I am not a big fan of them. Everybody is surprised: “you come from a village and you don’t like animals?” but that’s the truth. However I don’t mind it when people have one of these sweet puppies or cute kittens – I don’t want to hug them or kiss them but I don’t mind. Animals I am meeting here have however nothing in common with the above mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Frequently Met Animals (FMA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: times new roman;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;There are so many of them in this city. Most of them are homeless, dirty and hungry. They just walk on the streets, looking for some garbagge left so as they can eat something. They look scary sometimes, so I avoid standing on their way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rats:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; Well, yes. Before coming here I haven’t seen a rat on the street for my entire life. Really, I just realized it. Bombay has already noticed this lack in my education concerning animals and decided to show me some of these. As a result I am meeting them on my way quite often, dead or alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lizzards:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; Believe it or not I have just found out there are 2 or 3 of them living in our flat. They are good neighbours, don’t make much noise, can be however annoying when they start running in your room :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; I am mentioning them as the last ones on my list as surprisingly I haven’t seen so many of them yet. I was told they are walking everywhere, I have met a few so far, only in certain areas of the city so I don’t think they cause a big problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-7443527857263168957?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/7443527857263168957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/animals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7443527857263168957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/7443527857263168957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/animals.html' title='Animals'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-6170827768326788494</id><published>2009-07-13T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:12:38.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Games Indians play. Why we are the way we are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;As I really took some time to prepare for my arrival to Bombay, “Shantaram” was not the only book I read. Another one, written by an indian author, V. Raghuntathan is called: “Games Indians play. Why we are the way we are?”. The author describs the Indian way of life using game theory and related concepts such us prisoner’s dilemma. (a very good book, thank you for it Ewa!) Why am I referring to it? It just perfectly explains the Indian understanding of freedom and democracy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;It is simply something unbelieveble how people can so much &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; care for the environment they are living in! I am not even mentioning being eco-friendly, it is about keeping some basic rules! Indian streets are extremely dirty. You see trash left everywhere, food waste on the tracks, construction materials on the sidewalks or even roads, buildings with unmatched balconies and awings, houses which nobody is taking care of, looking just ugly, public toiletes which you can smell from the distance of meters, people actually urinating and spiting on the streets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;V. Raghuntathan explains this in an interesting way. First of all, the law and regulations in India are so bad that nobody is even scared of being punished. What can the police do if you drive on the red light? Even if they catch you you can always try and bribe the policeman, paying a funnily small sum of money. Second of all, Indians share this common belief that if one person as an individual does something wrong then it won’t do much harm to the entire society. That might be true but if multiplying this belief by 19 milion of Bomby inhabitants you will get an enormous mess! You live in mess but then you think: “if it is messy already one bag of trash which I throw on the street won’t make any difference…” Unfortunately, the other 18999999 people think the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Well, personally, I don’t know if there is any logic in this thinking – maybe you find some but no matter if it is there it still makes Indian cities look horrible. What can I do? I am just a random foreigner, staying here for some time only, my behavior won’t change anything…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-6170827768326788494?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/6170827768326788494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/games-indians-play-why-we-are-way-we.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6170827768326788494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/6170827768326788494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/games-indians-play-why-we-are-way-we.html' title='Games Indians play. Why we are the way we are?'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-4415855628156242282</id><published>2009-07-13T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:08:51.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food related post :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;A grilled vegetarian sandwich. As simple as that. When you order one of these in Poland what do you expect to get inside? Tomato, cuccumber, cheese, lettuce, that’s all. Here you will get: carrot, potato, beet, cabbage,cuccumber, of course a lot of masala, cheese – on request only :) I like them :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Food that had the taste of food part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I went to an Italian restaurant on Sunday night and I finally got some food that had the taste of food! Yeah! I liked the Cesar Salad and Cheescake and wine like never before! And guys who I went with took me for a nice walk around Bandra, showing good places to eat or have a coffee. Exploring the city – in progress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-4415855628156242282?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/4415855628156242282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-related-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4415855628156242282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/4415855628156242282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-related-post.html' title='Food related post :)'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5385102403372952481</id><published>2009-07-13T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:55:49.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Some people say I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; lucky as I went for a typical Indian wedding during my first week of stay in Bombay…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; maybe ;) It wasn’t a typical wedding though. My boss who has just turned 60 comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;from south India and there is this old tradition in his family that if you still have a wife at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;age of 60 you should re-marry her. This means you go through the same ceremony that you participated in during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;your first wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;The wedding functions started at 7 in the morning, all the guests w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;ere welcomed with a breakfast! Together with my colleagues we joined some time after 1 p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;.m. when the whole ceremony was still going on. I can’t describe r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;eally what was happening as during Indian weddings you don’t really participate in the functions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Guests just sit in the room, chat, drink, walk out, do whatever they want to while the couple is going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; through different rituals. Frankly speaking it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; looks as if everybody is bored and just waits for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; the lunch to come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Talking about lunch it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;was undoubtedly one of the most interesting food related experiences in my life! Food was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;served on huge banana leaves, all the meals were prepared with the usage of cocconut and we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; were eating only with hands! Obviously everybody was staring at me with curiosity if I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;handle it but I think I managed quite well not even using a spoon though I was given one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;by the weitress who apparently didn’t believe in my skills ;) The food was very good, finally something tasted like food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; not like masala! It was not spicy and some of the things were even sweet. I liked it a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SmSS2E2uMlI/AAAAAAAABYQ/YHjAQ9IOv2c/s1600-h/800px-Indianfoodleaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SmSS2E2uMlI/AAAAAAAABYQ/YHjAQ9IOv2c/s320/800px-Indianfoodleaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360570914191585874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;This picture was't taken by me, I found it online but this is exactly how the food looked like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5385102403372952481?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5385102403372952481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-wedding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5385102403372952481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5385102403372952481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-wedding.html' title='Indian wedding!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SmSS2E2uMlI/AAAAAAAABYQ/YHjAQ9IOv2c/s72-c/800px-Indianfoodleaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-3153761204469985352</id><published>2009-07-13T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:57:08.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;If you look seek for extreme experiences – come to India. You will see people who are awfully rich and the ones who are extremely poor. You will see the ugliest places in the world and enjoy wonderful views. You will see the newest technology inventions and meet people who don’t have access to running water or electricity. All these in one country, in one city, often on the same street, within 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;This kind of thoughts were with me when I entered the flat of a friend of a friend who was giving a party on Saturday night in his flat on the 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; flor of a new block. This kind of thoughts were in my head when I got into one of the posh clubs in Mumbai, Blue Frog. I had good fun there, enjoyed myself a lot... as long as I was inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-3153761204469985352?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/3153761204469985352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3153761204469985352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3153761204469985352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday-night.html' title='Saturday night'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-1272719760151502407</id><published>2009-07-13T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:55:11.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian ways of decreasing the unemployment rate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;There are jobs in this country which I would have never considered relevant enough to actually call them proper jobs. Two examples I want to mention are: “a door-opener” and “a tea-bringer” (chai wala?) - names created by me. Going to all the public places in Bombay you will always meet these people who are standing in front of the door just to open it for you. I know we also have them in some more expensive hotels in Europe but I haven’t expected to meet any of these at KFC or at supermarket! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Talking about “tea – bringers” they are among my favourites. There are 3 or 4 of them at our office so I managed to observe some of their behaviours already. They are all very nice and extremely shy, so when I smile at them or say hello they will be all blushing, not even daring to look into my eyes. But they really want to make you feel good and comfortable at the office and know already that I drink tea without milk so bring me a cup of it every morning :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-1272719760151502407?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/1272719760151502407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-ways-of-decreasing-unemployment.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1272719760151502407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1272719760151502407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-ways-of-decreasing-unemployment.html' title='Indian ways of decreasing the unemployment rate'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-1778509811446104464</id><published>2009-07-10T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:36:27.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New strategy!</title><content type='html'>Today I travelled to the office on my own for the first time. Obviously these rick drivers didn't want to take me because the distance was too short. After asking 3 of them whether they can take me I tried "a big blue eyes - sad face" strategy. So once the fourth guy told me he was not taking me I made one of my famous sad faces, looking at him with my big blue eyes and saying in the sweetest way possible: pleeease:)&lt;br /&gt;He has given up:) I like these rick drivers, I trust them somehow...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-1778509811446104464?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/1778509811446104464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-strategy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1778509811446104464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1778509811446104464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-strategy.html' title='New strategy!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-9205889884042035836</id><published>2009-07-10T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:51:55.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I becoming an Indian?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I was talking to Venky yesterday and he was laughing at me all the time. Dude, is this possible I already got this Indian accent??!! I have also started using some hindi words, yaar and I am nodding my head in an Indian way!! AAAAAAAAAA! What did they do to me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-9205889884042035836?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/9205889884042035836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-becoming-indian.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/9205889884042035836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/9205889884042035836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-becoming-indian.html' title='Am I becoming an Indian?'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-3464652853491691085</id><published>2009-07-10T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:51:13.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian food</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;My stomach is still fine! O.K., maybe I am digesting everything a bit quicker than usually (hope to lose some Kgs soon;) but I am fine although I have tried so many different things already and I have even eaten some street food!! We have a very nice canteen here at work so every day I am trying something different. Some of these things are too spicy for me so my colleagues are laughing all the time asking what’s wrong with me ;) I enjoy juices from fresh fruit and eating with hands though! And I am cooking at home sometimes! (When there is water :P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-3464652853491691085?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/3464652853491691085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3464652853491691085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/3464652853491691085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-food.html' title='Indian food'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5383440460351268889</id><published>2009-07-10T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:51:06.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving in Bombay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Living in such a mess and chaos, where people simply don’t have any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;boundaries and like treating everyone as their family members, trying to find out what is happening in other’s life you can either go mad trying to fight it or let it go. There have been many situations when I simply wanted to shout: “Stop, that’s not the way to do things” but I quickly realized it won’t make much sense. Therefore I have decided to go with the flow and accept the way things are! I have to admit it makes one’s life much easier! I kind of started enjoying it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bombay is the city where…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I have recently found it somewhere in the Internet, in most cases I agree with these statements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Like a mother whose heart always has space for any number of children, Mumbai has crossed all limits &amp;amp; adjusted herself  to accommodate all those who beseeched her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;A confluence of many varied cultures of the country – a mini India in the true sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where two natives (Maharashtrians) tend to speak Mumbaiyya with each other, instead of Marathi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Which does not rest for a moment even after being hit by worst disasters – riots, bomb-blasts, floods, strikes, accidents,  terror-attacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where there is always scope for adjusting one more commuter continuously even in a jam-packed local, defying the laws  of Mass &amp;amp; Volume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where distance is measured in minutes/hours or in rupees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where your driving skill ought to achieve a precision of 0.5mm (bumper-to-bumper) with 0% tolerance, even while manouvering  around a pothole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where you need to be skilled in jumping off/on a bus/train few secs before it stops, if you happen to be in the first  row near the door while alighting/boarding a bus/train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where 8 people can share a 6ftx6ft kholi &amp;amp; can still make space for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where you don’t need a reason to play/talk cricket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where you don’t need your own vehicle to commute from one end of the city to another at any time (thanks to the nearly  24hr coverage of BEST buses, Locals, black-n-yellow metered rides)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Where the cheapest, quickest &amp;amp; most exciting shopping of varied items can be done in the train itself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5383440460351268889?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5383440460351268889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/surviving-in-bombay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5383440460351268889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5383440460351268889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/surviving-in-bombay.html' title='Surviving in Bombay'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-1238744613980285017</id><published>2009-07-10T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:49:16.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling in Bombay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Traveling in Bombay is an adventure itself. First of all you have to think about the means of transportation you are going to use. You can always try a public transportation which consists of buses and local trains.They are extremely cheap! For 30 – minutes ride by bus or train you pay not more than 10 Indian Rupees which is like 0,7 PLN. I traveled by bus once, it’s a nice experience, you always get in by the back door and get down by the front door. While inside you buy a ticket from a guy who sells them.Obviously buses are very crowded and many people simply don’t get in plus they travel mostly only on the main streets,  having no time schedule so you never know what and when you can expect. Trains are a bit better but still the route they go is limited. As the result there are many people who decide to travel by taxi or auto (rickshaw). Ricks are my personal favourites, try one of them when it rains! You get all wet! Therefore following Meenal’s advice I take clothes for change when going to the office in rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Another funny thing about rick is how much you pay for them. So basically, the meter has 4 digets. You have to ignore the last one and then  substract 1. If it shows 0120 it means you are paying 11 rupees, when it shows 0290 you pay 28 rupees:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Apart from that there are also so-called shared taxis. Basically, these are not regularly marked taxis which travel along main streets and pick up people standing there. They take as many people as fit in, therefore they charge you the minimum fee. Very smart concept!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Distance is never measured in km. It is always measured either in minutes/hours or in rupees! For eg. the distance between work-place &amp;amp; home is in my case 15 rupees by the shared taxi. The distance from our flat to the airport is 20 rupees. The distance to town is 1 hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-1238744613980285017?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/1238744613980285017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/travelling-in-bombay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1238744613980285017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/1238744613980285017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/travelling-in-bombay.html' title='Travelling in Bombay'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-975603471266310965</id><published>2009-07-10T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:34:51.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday at Hard Rock Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;It is so good to live with a  VH1 employee (thank you Meenal!!) as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; you can get free tickets for some nice events like the concert we went to yesterday. It was the concert of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; Outlandish, the Danish band I think which was playing in Hard Rock. Obviously we didn’t know any of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;their songs apart from Aicha but it was worth going there just to listen to this one last song. I really liked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;the place, it is a nice club with good music and good people. You can meet a lot of Europeans there too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldtdqDhe4I/AAAAAAAABXs/DtgoZfXm5ZM/s1600-h/Z+okna+038a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldtdqDhe4I/AAAAAAAABXs/DtgoZfXm5ZM/s320/Z+okna+038a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356870638053194626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-975603471266310965?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/975603471266310965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-at-hard-rock-cafe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/975603471266310965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/975603471266310965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-at-hard-rock-cafe.html' title='Wednesday at Hard Rock Cafe'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldtdqDhe4I/AAAAAAAABXs/DtgoZfXm5ZM/s72-c/Z+okna+038a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-8655532638368968630</id><published>2009-07-10T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:32:01.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, the 1st day at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I woke up very excited , awaiting my first day at work. For these of you who didn’t know I got an MT internship in HR at Mahindra&amp;amp;Mahindra Ltd. Automotive Sector. The company which is among top companies in India is not known that well on the European market so if you want to know more about it, visit &lt;a href="http://www.mahindra.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.mahindra.com&lt;/a&gt;. Their core activity is cars’ production, especially Jeeps and pick ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Anyways, they are just amazing! They welcomed me with a flower, I have my personal buddy, Nirmala who is just the most supportive and sweet person I have ever met in my life, helping me out with everything, introducing to everybody, taking care of me like an older sister! Everyone is really nice to me, wants to meet me and asks if I need anything. Really, a great place. Rarely can you meet people who are so devoted to what they are doing, trully loving their company and aligning their personal values with the corporate ones. They even have their “Promise 2010” which is hanging everywhere in the offie and making me feel like in AIESEC with its 2010 vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;  They are simply proud to be the part of Mahindra family! The company is on one hand very traditional, people wear traditional Indian clothes, they value relationships but on the other hand are very innovative in their approach towards what they are doing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I was not expecting myself to pay this big attention to the corporate culture but I am starting to think now that after spending 4 years in a volountary organization I will not be able to work with people who are not sharing a passion towards what they are doing…Interesting discovery…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-8655532638368968630?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/8655532638368968630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-1st-day-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8655532638368968630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/8655532638368968630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-1st-day-at-work.html' title='Monday, the 1st day at work'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5776586970032273611</id><published>2009-07-10T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:22:51.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, the 2nd day in Bombay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sunday morning &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;Jacqso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woke me up at 9 a.m. as on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e of the trainees was having birthday and we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; supposed to meet her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and the rest of the people and go bowling. Of course when we reached the place n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;obody was there, we waited for another hour to find out that the bowling place was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; when people finally came we went to a nice sheesha place. Trainees’ co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mmunity in Mumbai is pretty big (there must be some 30-40 people) and most of t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hem came, so it was good to meet them all on my 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; day. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Afterwards I went to the MC house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and met the MC guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It was good to see Kamal again!!! We went together to the town (this is how they call one o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f the districts here). In order to get there we had to take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a local train which was actually a good adventure! These of you who know me a bit better know that I don’t mind b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eing in the centre of attention and I generally seek f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or it in most of the cases (is it ‘cause I’m cool?;) but I am still laughing when I see small kids asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; their mothers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whether they can touch me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Good fun, I’m feeling l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ike a pop star or at least like “Idol” winner ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After spending some 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0 minutes in the train, being touched by some 10 kids and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;being stared at by some hundreds of people we got down on the station in the town! If you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the Pussycats dolls’ song “Jai Ho” and you have seen the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;clip&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;at least once you will recognize the place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldkPRq49SI/AAAAAAAABXk/Wgiza7oeqAg/s1600-h/Z+okna+012a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldkPRq49SI/AAAAAAAABXk/Wgiza7oeqAg/s320/Z+okna+012a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356860495384605986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldjwzYH2QI/AAAAAAAABXc/bTZ-NCGoMVQ/s1600-h/Z+okna+013a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldjwzYH2QI/AAAAAAAABXc/bTZ-NCGoMVQ/s320/Z+okna+013a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356859971856750850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;During my preparation for India trip I was reading different books about the country and Mumbai itself. One of them was a super cool book &lt;/span&gt;Gregory David Roberts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;”Shantaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; (I strongly recommend the book btw!) It is the story of an Australian who comes to Bombay and gets involved in local mafia’s activities. Imagine how happy I was getting to see the places he describes in details in the book like: Leopld café or Taj Mahal hotel. Taj Mahal is btw the one which experienced the famous bomb - blast some time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Taking a taxi back home from there was again an adventure as neither a driver nor me knew the place I was staying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;  Good fun!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5776586970032273611?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5776586970032273611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-2nd-day-in-bombay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5776586970032273611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5776586970032273611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-2nd-day-in-bombay.html' title='Sunday, the 2nd day in Bombay'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldkPRq49SI/AAAAAAAABXk/Wgiza7oeqAg/s72-c/Z+okna+012a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-2952878536415429814</id><published>2009-07-10T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:06:16.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel and first impressions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The choice to fly with an Indian company was absolutely the best choice possible. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kingfisher which I was taking from London to Mumba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i makes its passengers think that if they could afford flying to Europe and coming back to India they are rich, important and deserve extraordinary conditions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Besides, I was one of the very few Europeans taking this flight so al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ready in the plane I could feel like in India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While landing I couldn't really see the city as due to the monsoon it was very cloudy but the feeling when I stepped out of the plane was just amazing. It is said if you really want something it will happen...and it happened!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Obviously nobody from AIESEC Mumba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i was there to pick me up from the airport; luckily I could count on my Polish friend, Maria. (Thank you again btw!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And here comes &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surprise number 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- Taxi drivers/rick drivers don't know the city. If you tell them address it doesn’t mean they will take you there, in most cases you have to explain how to reach the place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is still causing many problems to me! I am finally trying to travel on my own but then explaining the way is a bit too much still. Plus - they don't speak English! So I really need to pick up some basic Hindi words very quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Actually, it was not a surprise. Traffic. If you have seen one of these youtube movies in which they show Indian roads and you didn't know if this is really possible to drive like this - believe me, it's possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Also, if you have seen me going crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; while crossing the street in Italy or Greece as there was no order on streets (!!!) you must be laughing your ass off now trying to imagine how I am crossing the streets of Mumbai:) It is driving me nuts! I was once trying to discuss this with one of my colleagues asking why there are no rules on the street but when he told me that Indians value democracy therefore they walk or drive however and wherever they want, I have given up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Being a white person in India means people will try to charge you extra for everything. Example: once we finally found a taxi driver who agreed to take us to the flat (some of them didn't want to go as the flat was located not far away from the airport!!!) he wanted an extra tip for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;putting my luggage into the car and then taking it out. As we didn't want to pay extra we had to do it on our own:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But finally we reached the flat. It is a very nice department, though the surroundings might seem a bit scary at the beginning. So seeing kids brushing their teeth on the streets or a “hairdresser” cutting sb’s hair on the street is a common view. One of my friends has lately told me that when in Europe he misses Indian streets, sitting and watching them is simply a good entertainment. In this sense, Europ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ean streets are dead… well, he was right! Looking out the windows in my room you can see the whole street. I really enjoy sitting at the window and watching people doing their daily activities. Good entertainment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldhbrvknRI/AAAAAAAABXU/q5Ocg_ad0yo/s1600-h/Z+okna+003a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldhbrvknRI/AAAAAAAABXU/q5Ocg_ad0yo/s320/Z+okna+003a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356857410007112978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldgqPq3DmI/AAAAAAAABXE/rYGbJ0H70pg/s1600-h/Z+okna+001a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldgqPq3DmI/AAAAAAAABXE/rYGbJ0H70pg/s320/Z+okna+001a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356856560657567330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My flat mates are sooo cool, very supportive, and helpful, and they are good fun too! Although I spent almost whole Saturday sleeping we managed to chat for a while and watch a movie in the evening. I am so glad I am living with them! They answer all my stupid questions, calm me down when needed and drop me to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Thanks girls :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As monsoons started a bit late this year (it should have started around 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of June and started after the 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;) the whole city is experiencing the issue of water shortage. That’s why I took my first shower in India with water stored in the bucket, not having running water. Even now water is running only at certain times, so when we see there is water we do two things: shower! and fill in the bucket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Good fun :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise number 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rains! If you thought that June rains in Poland must have prepared me for a monsoon season in Mumbai you were wrong! Nothing can prepare you for that. The first day I came to India it was raining so heavily that our street flooded in some 2 hours! In general it is not like this all the time, so there are some days when it is not raining at all but people say that the peak of the monsoon rains is still ahead. Let’s see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-2952878536415429814?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/2952878536415429814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/travel-and-first-impressions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2952878536415429814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/2952878536415429814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/travel-and-first-impressions.html' title='Travel and first impressions!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NzvgJFrmXQ/SldhbrvknRI/AAAAAAAABXU/q5Ocg_ad0yo/s72-c/Z+okna+003a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4936630015024727520.post-5273511543356319251</id><published>2009-07-09T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:59:43.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Yeap, so here I am. Sitting in my new room in my new flat in Mumbai! Shit, I guess I still can't believe this is really happening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But, let me start from the beginning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4936630015024727520-5273511543356319251?l=bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/feeds/5273511543356319251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-i-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5273511543356319251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4936630015024727520/posts/default/5273511543356319251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bomba-in-bombay.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-i-go.html' title='Here I go!'/><author><name>Ela Banasiak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07175945395038084311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
