Day 28: MIT Make in India
The day kinda just blurred but at 3:30am we (Me, Chingy, Aishwarya, Dhruv, Mayank, Swappy, and Jaspreet) got ready to go to leave Jaspreet and go to the temple and such. Unfortunately all I had was the kurthi I wore for my birthday… The boys took forever.
aww don't we look cute
oh hey dhruv...
here take the photo again for good measure
Hum Hindu hain
We got on the bus and left Jaspreet at the airport first (apparently he met Daivon there!). Another good friend gone.
Then we rest of set us off for the temple in Trivandum (they all still trying to get me to speak in Hindi, a lost cause). It was beautifully mind-blowing. I couldn’t really comprehend it all. It was apparently the richest temple in the world as well. We snuck in Chingy (“main assam se hoon"), and all had to wear dhotis (Swapnil cannot tie one correctly for his life). We walked around, admiring it.
Then we sat down waiting for darshan. In that time, I ended up falling asleep but Dhruv woke us up in time for what was about to happen. We literally got pushed and shoved and got incredibly close to each other (literally). True team bonding is trying to stay together and help each other not get trampled in the temple. We somehow made it to where the murti was in one piece, which I only unfortunately got to see the hand. It was pouring the entire time as well, though the rain looked really nice falling. Except for the fact that my kurta was a bit see through, but whatever.
After darshan, we received prashad of dal chawal and then left the area. It was an interesting experience. They all had coffee/tea and vada outside, and then of course we had to have a photo session in our dhotis. (the guys didn’t want their upper bodies posted in public, so no photos of that, sorry girls.)
Kurthi and dhoti and temple
Dhoti selfie
Then it was time for me to go to the airport to catch my flight. We took the bus to the airport, and I got off (everyone else did too to leave me) and saw that my flight wasn’t on the board… Uh. We asked and realized this was the international terminal. I thought it was too good looking of a terminal.
Everyone got back on the bus and then we went to the domestic terminal. It was actually pretty far away, probably a 10 minutes drive and I probably couldn’t have made it walking. I gotta say thanks to all my good friends that stayed with me and made sure I made it. When we reached, I was like yup that looks more like it. They left me right at the entrance and we said our goodbyes. It was officially, I was leaving and now they would never hear me speak Hindi (besides the time they chased me while I spoke on the phone).
Airport was exactly how I remembered it. Nothingness. But whatever. At least I was there safely. I tried to write the blog at the airport, but I kept falling asleep and wrote gibberish. Excerpt here:
"nd I thought oaring on thing in false weeks … All in all the templle wa2.
We took some lies we go obot@ Folliwng a mssin esik After we reached the temple, we all got were no currently watering. There was 5 apps in serious, it makes sense why the numbers were like that…."
Yeah…I decided it was time to put up my laptop and properly nap…until I woke up and saw that the entire gate was completely empty. Oh crap. I ran to the gate in my t-shirt and pyjami style and quickly got on the place. “You are the last passenger” and they closed the door behind me. Oops… Yeah that I almost missed. And probably had the whole plane hating me. Just this morning my mother had told me not to fall asleep at the airport…
I made it back to Delhi, the land of clean water, “fresh air”, and gol gappe. I slept a ton. Of course, the dal that Mami had made was urhur ki dal…right after I told her I refuse to eat sambar again. But it was delicious anyway.
Well this is my last blog (a few days delayed due to my laziness and tiredness). I am really going to miss everyone, though. All the amazing people I met that are the smartest and some of the greatest friends. Although we only spent 3 week together, we got close enough to be brother and sister (some a little more??). Have to say thanks to MIT and Raj for giving me this opportunity. Yes, I gained the confidence to innovate and make anything. I gained the skills to create a business. But most importantly, I gained friends that I will never forget. It’s sad going from living and laughing with 20 of your best friends for a month and then going back home. Now our friendships will just be through the occasional social media interaction, but that’s ok. Those three weeks were great. Thanks again, everyone.
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