Clinic Blog: 2011 India 4 Clinic Blog
November 6, 2011
Longer Ways To Go
Welcome to India! That's the greeting the OneSight team received when we entered the Indian immigration terminal at the Indira Ghandi International Airport in New Delhi from the series of hands protruding from the wall. The hands show different mudras (hand positions) used in traditional Indian dance, and it welcomes visitors into the country. There is one in particular called the abhaya mudra, or the "fearless gesture", which is an open hand with fingers slightly bent. It looks as if the hand is trying to reach out, symbolizing the importance of connecting to our fellow man with an open-hearted, fearless mind. It is simply beautiful.
As for our journey thus far, we have made it through our 13 long hours of flying into New Delhi, arriving at approximately 8:30pm local time. Nothing could prepare us for the world on the other side of the terminal. Upon leaving, we were immediately surrounded by a fog that we were told surrounds the city most of the time. The airport was alive with throngs of hundreds of eager people holding signs, looking for family members, or waiting to see the face of a long-time friend coming for a visit. The energy was like electricity in the air-you could feel it.
Our flight was followed by an hour-long bus ride to our hotel. If anything was immediately apparent, it was that New York City cab drivers have nothing on the ones in India. Three clearly designated lanes quickly became six, and traffic was survival of the biggest and fastest. Even at 10pm local time, we were in rush hour. It was a fast-paced thrill ride as our driver cut off smaller cars and turned on a dime as if we were in the Indy 500.
Luckily, we made it safely to our hotel last night. After a few room mixups, and a few people having to share beds (no better way to become fast friends! :) ) we all got a decent night of sleep. Today marks the second leg of our journey to Jodhpur, where we will be based out of for our clinic.
In the words of Jack Kirouac, "Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life." Talk to you all soon!