Baby Catie was born on April 4, 2011 at 11:15am weighing 2.75kg. She is her mommy's first child. When the sex was revealed to the mom, she didn't seem very happy. Women want boys, or rather it is really their husbands that want the boys. After a little while though my excitement for Catie being born rubbed off on mom and she seemed happy to embrace her new role as mother.
This is a highly male driven society. Women are a caste of their own. It is highly infuriating to daily feel like an object, something to be had by men here. I don't care what people say about the people being beautiful, that is obvious they are very beautiful, but there is a great ugliness that lay in the eyes of the men that I pass by on the street who make me feel as if my skin is bare and naked before them. To be honest I am really tired of men staring at me. I have been living with it for the past 7 months and to think I need to live with it another month and a half makes me a little angry and also saddened, mainly because there is nothing that I can do to change the situation apart from turn my head and walk the other way. Ignoring it all doesn't make it ever go away, but it helps you get through the rest of the day.
I am just now starting to adjust to the fact that I have just under two more months left of this school. I am starting to grow tired and weary of community living and just want the comforts of my own room/apartment. I love the people on my school and enjoy sharing in this journey with them, but I would put money on the fact that they are probably feeling the exact same way and that is okay.
I have decided to make the most of my time in Hyderabad. Great idea, right? Well this weekend
was a pretty good weekend. Friday night started the out well with pizza. Joy, Amy, Beth, Louise and I all went out in search of this supposed pizza joint that has free wireless. It turned out to be a really good place to go for pizza, but no wireless was to be found. Yesterday, several of us made our way to the mall in Banjara Hills and spent the day shopping and lusting after things we could never be able to buy in fear of how we would feel as soon as we walk out the building and are forced to look at the poverty that smacks us in the face. It is a strange contrast between the poor and the rich. It doesn't seem like there are any inbetweeners here. You are either rich or you are poor. Anyways, after the mall Bethany and I decided to go to Hard Rock Cafe Hyderabad. Amazing! I felt like I was back in the land of the free and home of the brave! We shared a pitcher of coca cola, a plate of nachos, a delicious 10 oz. beef burger and dessert all for about $25. It was awesome. We ended up staying in the restaraunt for at least a couple of hours talking and discussing our fears and also our hopes for the future. It was a really good time.This morning Beth, Orlando and I went to church together in Banjara Hills. Amazing. Africans. That's right people there were Africans there. It made my heart skip a beat several times. After the service we were able to talk to a man from Nigeria and found out that there is a pretty good size community of Africans living here in the city. They come from places like Nigeria, Sudan, Chad, Camaroon and a couple other countries. It made me happy. A incredibly diverse congregation. People from India, Korea, France, Brazil, Canada, United States, Camaroon, Sudan, Nigeria, and I am sure many other countries. Great worship and a good spoken word Beth and I have decided to make it our home church here in Hyderabad. Exciting.
Well that's all for now. More to come.
Awesome!
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