Courage is your superpower_Don't look back

meal times are very different

The meal times in India are very different from those in Taiwan. We usually have breakfast, lunch and dinner in Taiwan at 7:00 am, 12:00 noon and 6:00 pm, but their usual meal time is one to two hours later than we are used to. In order to integrate into their lives and communicate with them, the time of our meal has also moved back.

I have a question in my mind, won't I be hungry when I get up without breakfast? They say they drink milk to stop hunger as soon as they get to school so they don't get too hungry (I'm asking about teenagers)

In addition, in my opinion, don't eat dinner so late, it is not easy to sleep if you are full, and it is not good for digestion. However, the habit of the locals is to eat and sleep.

Then I thought about it, there must be a reason for this. On the one hand, Indians are cumbersome in cooking, preparing ingredients, and slowly cooking them, which takes a lot of time. On the other hand, because the food is chopped very finely, or made into juice and boiled slowly, it should be considered quite digestible.

It is very interesting that there are some Indian students in the school where my wife used to teach, and their daily routine is the same as that of other Taiwanese students. On the other hand, both parents still maintain their Indian routine and maintain a wonderful balance at home.

Back to the topic

Once, on the road, we invited a group of teenagers to our residence for dinner. After dinner was over, the night was falling, and the stars and the moon were in the sky, and the group of teenagers suddenly invited us to sit at their house.

During this trip, the local Indian uncle and us solemnly warned: "During the day, you must go out together, especially for women, and at night, regardless of whether you are a man or a woman or a group, try not to go out."

At that time, the above words of admonition came to my mind.

I am obedient, and I just want to reject them and visit at another lucky time. The companion on the side answered first, and immediately agreed to the invitation. He insisted on going alone, without the audience's persuasion, a Taiwanese uncle had no choice but to accompany him and forcibly go on the road.

I was reluctant in every possible way, afraid of encountering unexpected events in a different place, so I joined the expedition in the evening with my feet gregarious.

Where we live should count as one of the more affluent areas of the area, with single-family houses with gates and gardens visible, as well as guarded apartment complexes. The area where they live is far away from the area where we are active, and is crossed by a large road with a width of about three lines in both directions (because there is no dividing line on the soil ground, we can only describe it roughly). The traffic in India is chaotic, the driving direction is opposite to that of Taiwan, and the traffic rules are not familiar with it.

But they vigorously pulled us, who did not dare to act rashly, and walked through the group of cars one by one, holding hands, and in a flash, a group of people crossed the dusty road.

civilian area

They lived in adjacent white bungalows, lined up along the long and narrow road. Dim street lights, faint yellow light, reflected on the people sitting by the road, all eyes on us strange faces.

Others in our group have been to the so-called ghettos, on the side slopes next to the highway. There is no electric light at night, and I can't see my fingers, so I have to put my hand on the front shoulder, afraid of getting lost. Those who were farther away would still use their voices to call from time to time to confirm that they were still nearby.

In hindsight, I felt that the place I went to should only be called a "civilian area".

Going into the depths, I probed into a family, only to find that many bungalows here are interconnected, and the left and right houses seem to be their own people.

After seeing their entire family, we were entertained in the small living room next door. We were like exotic beasts with foreign faces, and everyone rushed to watch.

They hurriedly delivered boiled milk, hot scones and a very special dessert: shredded carrots fried with sugar. This is the first time that I have eaten such a dish. It turns out that carrots can also be handled in this way.

We were both surprised and delighted by such a simple yet hearty welcome.

don't look back

It's not early, and I'm ready to go home and say goodbye to their family with a happy mood.

Because the lights were dim and the road conditions were unfamiliar, these young people led us back, still holding hands. (There will be an article explaining this later)

Suddenly they quickened their pace and said to us:

Run and don't look back.

The atmosphere instantly became tense and exciting, and we just ran as fast as we could, crossing the road without looking back. It was not until we approached the line of knowledge and saw where we lived from a distance that we let go of our guard and breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, we were all fine, but we were still curious about what was behind, don't ask us to look back.

postscript:

I'm a very conservative person and usually have to plan ahead and find my way out before stepping out. Once I went to West Waseda in Japan to attend a seminar, my sisters asked me to take a car to Shinjuku to help her buy a peripheral product. As soon as I arrived at Shinjuku Station, I was dazzled by the dazzling number of signboards, and the image of the crowds made me dizzy. At that time, my mobile phone battery was faulty and would be turned off from time to time. Immediately came to my mind: I might as well go home, turn around and go back to the hotel. After returning to the stage, they choked me: Useless brother!

I think the most courageous person should be my companion. After reading the above case of Shinjuku, I know that I don't want to go there because of my personality. I quarreled with him about this evening's visit, because we didn't care about everyone's safety, but after a few days, we made up again. In hindsight, I might have thought too much, and nothing happened. If the last thrilling run was removed, the experience was a heartwarming family visit.

It now seems that without his persistence at the time, I would not have had the opportunity to experience this.