Welcome back to This is India! I always have funny/weird stories about India to share with friends or family when I talk to them. This is just meant to be an honest portrayal about my life in India through short anecdotes. I also share here what I’ve been up to online outside Werkenntwen.
What I was up to other than here:
- I finished and it was SO good! I stayed up until 3 am to see how it ended. Highly recommend it if you like mysteries or if you liked the book Gone Girl.
- This week I’m planning a trip to Sri Lanka for Ben’s birthday (and his visa run). So between catching up on work and planning that, I haven’t gotten outside much which is a bummer. I lost all my tan in Turkey because 1. it was freezing 2. I went to a couple spas, and they scrub you so much in Turkey. So, now I”m super pale and the locals are going to treat me like a tourist because they’ll think ooo she’s super white, she must have just got here!
- I contributed to a couple articles, along with other bloggers, about solo female travel. You can see them here: &
Now your story,
There is ALWAYS something burning in India. Whether it’s corpses on the Ghats which go all day long, trash on the side of the road, or even entire fields as they prepare for the following season.
This is just my front yard…
They set the fire to burn the brush that was getting out of control over there. At the same time the lady across the street the other way was burning her trash. We have gotten used to running around closing all the windows.
I honestly don’t know where the trash goes in India and why people DRIVE into villages to dump their trash. I think they have to pay for someone to pick it up and they don’t want to, at least I know restaurants have to pay. Someone takes ours, so it must be included in our rent. We live in a complex.
The food should be left out for strays, but unfortunately no one takes the time to take it out of the plastic so the cows and dogs eat everything in their extreme hunger. It’s too sad. There are signs near my house for “no dumping trash” which trash piled up the sign post and all around it.
At the end of season, the field next to my house is completely lit on fire as they burn it completely to chars each year. I guess it gets the soil ready for another harvest. I’m not science geek, but know enough to know all the burning can’t be good in a country that has such pollution already.
This is India!
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