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Mehendi

I blogged a couple weeks ago about the importance of the month of Shrawan to women.  Many of the activities this month lead up to Teej (which, by the way I had mistakenly said was in July but which is actually near the end of August) and another important practice for many high caste, Brahmin Hindu women is the application of beautiful mehendi designs of intricate details to the palms of their hands. Traditionally, they apply the henna the night before the first day of the month of Shrawan, which was Wednesday night this week.

The ready-mixed henna paste is stuffed into a foil cone that narrows to a pin prick at the bottom (in fact a pin is inserted in the narrow end of the cone to keep the henna inside the cone).  You can buy the dry powder but the cone is just much easier, especially for a novice like me.  Remove the pin and gently squeeze the cone to release a narrow thread of the paste.

Before applying the henna women first, coat their palms with lemon juice or sugar water and let it dry. This helps the paste adhere really well to the skin and not flake off.  Many women will apply the henna on the last night of the month of Bhadra and sleep with the henna on their hands until the next morning.  It really does stick like glue to skin and can be difficult to get off, although it still feels a bit crunchy, like applying a face mask to your hand.

I timidly began to draw a design, having no idea what would be suitable.  My colleague from work gave me a few ideas which was good asI think it helped make it look more authentic.  But it was hard to get it as detailed as I would have liked.  I saw some women on the bus the next day whose hands were so finely decorated it look like a red lace glove on their hand.

Below is a before and after picture of my first attempt – not too bad I think! Apparently, the darker the henna stains, the more your husband loves you…they say mine was very dark… 🙂

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My hand with Mehendi still on
My hand with mehendi still on

New Digs

So, finally, a moment when the power schedule and my waking hours collide which allows the upload of some photos.  After much deliberation I decided to showcase where we live, as the last few weeks have been mostly filled with moving and setting up house.  So without further ado…our apartment.

Our front door leads to the kitchen on the right and living room on the left.
door to bedroom
Through that door is the bedroom, balcony, and bathroom. Living room is rather bare still…no point in showing photos of that.
bedroom
The bedroom – our favourite place because of the beautiful sunlight that washes through the windows.
The blue bathroom – lots of blue everywhere! The shower is the open space next to the toilet which means that is it really a whole bathroom shower because everything gets wet.
The view from the balcony off our bedroom – a lovely neighbourhood!

Video Memories: Photos from the past 3 months

Rex has been working really hard to get this video uploaded, so I wanted to be sure to share it.  It is a quick photo summary of our first months in Nepal that he created for our final night of training (before all our new and dear friends headed off to other parts of Nepal).  It is about 20 minutes long so settle in for some great pictures taken by all the members of VSO Nepal’s November 2008 Volunteers.

Enjoy!

The Beginning of a Life Inspired by Nepal from Rex Turgano on Vimeo.

when a villaged opened their hearts

It has been 7 days since we returned from our week in the small village of Chanku Besi – I have sat many times blankly in front of the computer screen wondering where to start.  How to appropriately capture the moments, the emotions, the surprises, the faces, the kindness.  It is not an easy task, to be sure, but my hesitation is partly a yearning to be accurate with my words and leave unspoiled the vivid images that will live with me.  I want to honour the wonderful people whom I met.

The village sat upon a long and incredibly steep set of rice terraces with my house being at the top of the village, shrouded by leafy trees, jungle, and orange trees.  The cold was intense.  The nights were pierced with winds whistling through the cracks in the mud and beam structure.  I had the bedroom to myself while next stoor my new Nepali family (amaa, baa, bhai, and 2 bahinis) cuddled up in one bed.  Mornings were spent with dawn hours around the small kitchen fire drinking chiyaa, laughing, and snuggling with the goats who lived downstairs.

From the doorway, the darkness inside fools one into thinking of dampness, dirt, and discomfort.  But rather the house was immaculately clean and comfortable.  The only discomfort was the blue stinging smoke during hours of cooking – no chimmney desired as the black soot covering the roof beams protect the wood from termites.

We spent a full 5 days living with our families and then abrubtly on the day of our community project we learned that there would be a bandha in the nearby town the next day – it was called for 3 days which meant we wouldn’t be able to get out in time for Christmas.  There was concern for our safety and we had to make the difficult decision to leave that afternoon.  It was a very difficult way to leave and with such a rush the goodbyes were not at all what we had meant them to be.  With garlands of marigolds around our necks and thick red tikas on our foreheads, we departed.  Sadly, heavily, and with much regret.

So rather than paint more pictures with words, I will gladly post some images of our brief and exciting stay in the village. My thanks to H-Bone who took all these photos and a whole bunch more, and painstakingly uploaded all of the them so that I was able to steal them 🙂 Photos from Rex and I coming soon too.

The village of Chanku Besi seen from the top of the rice terraces
The tree where we hung a tireswing the day before we left.
A few of our talented team in front of the school we painted on our final day.