India, in Word(s) and Indeed

Chennai, December 6, 2024.

EXPLANATION: You’re getting this post a week late. Some of you have wondered what has been going on (my absence from the blogosphere for several days). The reason is that I’m back in the U.S.A.

At the beginning of this week, we went to a Hindu temple, which required visitors to tour in bare feet. Some of the paving stones were uneven, and I took a hard fall, abrading my arm, bruising my thigh and (in the opinion of the nice local orthopedic doctor) spraining my neck. In addition to prescribing rest and some analgesics, he suggested that it might not be wise to continue the tour. So I made arrangements to return early. The following is a blog post I drafted a week ago.

For the next few days, I will go through the rest of my photos and notes, and complete the blog posts for the remainder of the trip, up to the time I decamped back to the U.S.

So, to resume:

This morning (December 6) we flew to to the south of India. Mumbai had been on the west coast, on the Arabian Sea; now we’re on the southern part of the east coast, on the Bay of Bengal. As noted, Chennai used to be called Madras (remember the colorful designs some of us wore in high school?).

Mumbai is a city of 24 million people. Chennai is only half that, but still a much larger population than New York City. The first impressions were magpies flying around everywhere, fishing boats, and fish being sold along the road, lying on cloth towels.

We settled into the Taj Donnemara Hotel for lunch, then out for a tour of some of the city’s sights. The first was Fort St. George and the St. Thomas Cathedral. The church was established in the 17th century and was the first Anglican house of worship built outside Great Britain. St. Thomas is considered to be the (Christian) patron saint of India. Christian tradition has it that he arrived on the west coast of India in 52 CE, and was later martyred at Mylapore, near present-day Chennai. He is buried in this cathedral.

Consistent with the melding of cultures we’ve noted before, Christ is shown standing on a lotus flower, flanked by peacocks, and the Virgin Mary is depicted in a sari.

We also visited the Kapaleeswarar Temple, established in the 7th century, and celebrating the mythology of the gods Shiva and his wife Parvati.  Shoes off for us, with an admonition that we couldn’t photo any of the images of the deities themselves.

Matching the chaotic scene outside (pedestrians, motor scooters, hawkers, vendors), the inside of the temple was one of riotous sound (horns, bells, drums), people doing obeisance to the deities, and some sacred cows. We observed people throwing coconuts into large basins, so that they would crack, symbolizing a surrender of the ego to the deities.

We returned to the hotel for dinner, and some entertainment (a woman performing a dance to traditional music.)

Only one night in Chennai. Tomorrow we continue along via Mahballipuram to Pondicherry. The adventure continues……..

6 responses to “India, in Word(s) and Indeed”

  1. I am sorry to hear about your fall and your early return back home. It was lovely to see the dancer and imagine what the accompanying music is like. I am curious still about tattoos in India, in fact I have a photo of Indian tattoos on my bedroom door, to look at them often. As I understand it the tattoos were intricate and mainly for the newly married who were often not well acquainted but best of all I think because they were and are temporary. They are mehndi. I think these are now a wedding custom alongside more partner choice. Feel better soon!

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    1. The analgesics prescribed by Dr. Kanagasarathy (the orthopod at the Our Lady of Health Multispeciallty Hospital in Thanjavur) did their magic. I’m down to Ibuprofen and Tylenol, and expect to be recovered in less than a week. Also, I finally managed to get past the jet lag (went to sleep last night at 10 pm and slept until 8 am this morning) (Yay!).

      Did not pay much attention to the tattoos, except for one lady who had beautifully henna-ed feet. Speaking of marital status and lower extremities, I learned that women only wear a small ring on the second toe after they are married. You want to see a plethora of tattoos? Try Vienna, really!

      Lessons learned: I’m over the Developing World for the foreseeable future (maybe forever). Never traveling without Stef again.

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  2. Hi Stan

    We’re so sorry to hear about your accident. How are you today? We hope you are healing well. It sounded like a wonderful trip, and also intense and arduous. Your blog has been joyful and interesting to read.

    Please let us know when you can come out out to play, or if you would like a visit. We look forward to getting together soon.

    Hugs, Rhonda and Charlie

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  3. Goodness. So very sorry to hear that your trip was cut short. I’m quite ensconced now in the new townhouse coming back to the city on weekends often.

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    1. Thanks for reaching out. The analgesics prescribed by Dr. Kanagasarathy (the orthopod at the Our Lady of Health Multispeciallty Hospital in Thanjavur) did their magic. I’m down to Ibuprofen and Tylenol, and expect to be recovered in less than a week; if not, there’s my orthopod at NYU. Also, managed to get past the jet lag (went to sleep last night at 10 pm and slept to 8 am this morning). More to the point, it appears that you’re doing quite okay; I’m SO pleased for you. Every now and then, please let me know how you’re doing.

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  4. Thanks for checking in. There’s some residual neck pain, but it’s pretty much under control with rest and analgesics. I expect to be back to normal in less than a week. If not, I’ll see my own NYU orthopod.

    Right now the biggest subjective problem is the jet lag. I had trouble sleeping last night, and I’m trying to stay up tonight as late as possible, and then take a Z-Quil. 🤞

    The trip was educational, if truncated. To an extent it was a blow to my sense of myself as an “adventure” traveler. I think those days are over. Staying in the First World for the foreseeable future.

    Actually, I’d like to come out and play (I love your use of that expression!). I’ll talk to Stef and keep you in the loop on that.

    Thanks again for the kind wishes.

    Namaste 🙏

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