Friday, August 25, 2006

Some pictures of our Hyderabad trip

A panoramic view of the city of Hyderabad from the base of Birla Mandir (cameras aren't allowed at the top of the temple, where the view is absolutely fantastic!). You can see Tank Bund on the left of the photo, the 400-year old man-made lake that supplies much of Hyderabad's water. One of Hyderabad's more famous landmarks is a large statue of Buddha on a small island in the middle of the lake (you can just make it out in the photo). Hyderabad is a city of diverse religious populations with large populations of not only Hindus but also many Muslims and significant numbers of Buddhists and Christians.
A panoramic phot of the theatre area at Golkonda fort from where you view the light show. The light show is a narration of the fort's long history with colored lights lighting up various parts of the fort and hill at appropriate times.
Jennifer at the Qutb Shahi tombs.
Rock with IFMR friends at the Qutb Shahi tombs.

Rock and Jennifer awaiting the start of the light show at Golkonda Fort.
Aug 26, 2006
Hyderabad

Sorry for the dearth of entries recently. Last weekend Rock came to Hyderabad and we went to see some of the sites in the city. For all the time that I have spent in that city, I hadn't been able go see the sites, so it was a treat. I really love Hyderabad. It is a beautiful, well-maintained, clean city.

One of the sites that we saw was a beautiful Hindu temple to Lord
Venkateshwara, which is another name for Lord Krishna. While there are many deities in Hinduism, there are three main ones: Brahma the Creator, Krishna the Preserver, and Shiva the Destroyer (of evil) who is often represented with phallic symbolism and associated with the creation that comes after destruction. Each of these is married to a counterpart. If I remember correctly, Brahma's wife (can't remember name) is the Goddess of Knowledge / Wisdom, Krishna's wife (Laxmi) is the Goddess of Wealth, and Shiva's wife (Parvati) is the Goddess of Power.

The temple was absolutely gorgeous with beautiful architecture. The structure itself was made of white marble and was built onto a hillside. Everything was open, and there were several different shrines to different Hindu deities along the way until you reached the top of the hill, where the room for main shrine to Krishna was located. This room, like all the others, was open to the outside. Lower down the hill, at the shrine to one of the gods (can't remember his name), people could make him an offering of a coconut and flowers. Someone from the temple would take the coconut, break it in acknowledgment that the god had received it, and give it back to the patron. We were told by an American Hindu friend who was with us that over the centuries the coconut has come to replace animal sacrifices. At another shrine, when people paid their respects they received a powdered / pasty red dot on their forehead. You always know when someone has been to a temple recently because of this mark. I have been told that it represents Shiva's all-knowing third eye of wisdom, but I have not verified this.

The top of the hill was beautiful – the temple was itself beautiful and the view of the city was beautiful. It was there that I leaned over to Rock and told him that I felt a huge sense of peace at this place, not unlike what I feel at an LDS temple. He also felt it. In the past we have both also discussed how we independently have felt a sense of kinship with our Hindu friends as fellow believers. We have met so many good, good people who are doing their best to live according to their beliefs – very devout and very sincere, and while they freely share their beliefs they are not “fanatic” in terms of trying to force those beliefs on others. (Sometimes negative press highlights the very few Hindus who do try to force their religion on others, perpetuating a negative stereotype.) Many of the details of our beliefs are different, but the fact that many of our Hindu friends also strongly and sincerely believe in Deity and try to live in accordance with Deity's desires makes us feel connected to them and understood by them. This we have in common. While as a Mormon I have particular beliefs about God and the Afterlife, I also believe God honors the sincere efforts of all of his children to commune with Deity according to their understanding, as evidenced by the beautiful sense of peace that we felt at the Hindu temple.

After visiting the temple we visited Hyderabad's planetarium and museum of science. The planetarium was better than I expected, although it made me homesick to see Chicago's planetarium (which I grew up with and haven't seen for years). The museum had a lot of hands-on activities to teach physics concepts, which was fun. It also had a genuine dinosaur skeleton that had been found here in India.

We later went to famous tombs of former sultans and rulers of Hyderabad. When I say “tombs,” I mean “buildings,” not unlike the Taj Mahal (except smaller and less elaborate). They were beautiful. Several gorgeous mosques were interspersed with these tomb-memorial buildings. Perhaps I (or Rock) will write more about these later... this entry is getting rather long.

Finally, we went to the ruins of Golkanda Fort, which is another fascinating site that pre-dates Hyderabad's existence as a city. Also beautiful and laced with a rich history of different peoples intermittently conquering and co-existing with one another. Such is India's history.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Tribute to Baswaraj

Today one of the people I worked with passed away unexpectedly. A week ago I accompanied he and several others to a rural branch, and today I paid my last respects to his earthly body. He was not feeling very well last week when I saw him, but he didn't realize he had pneumonia until several days later. He was hospitalized, but the infection spread to his brain and he had a heart attack. He was 53 years old and is survived by his wife and two daughters, both under 20.

He died this morning in the hospital. This evening some co-workers and I went to his home, where his body was encased in a glass box to be viewed by those wishing to pay their last respects. Tomorrow, the funeral will be attended only by very close family members. My understanding is that there is a lot of symbolic ritual, culminating in a son (when there is a son) lighting the fire for the cremation.

You never know when it is your time.

Baswaraj was a very kind and friendly individual who always had a smile and was very skilled at working with people from all walks of life. I will miss him.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Two short movies (with photos) of our trip to Araku Valley in the Eastern Ghat mountains of Andhra Pradesh.

Movie #1 - The train ride
Movie #2 - The tour

And some photos...

Looking forward to where we're going!
Looking back to where we've been. This train route between Visakhapatnam and Araku Valley was built in the 1960s.
Looking out to what we're passing. This train ride has some outstanding views.
Jennifer in a toy train that we took around Araku's arboretum. There is a neat rose garden here that you can see in the Movie #1 link above. Jennifer is holding some flowers that Rock bought for her from some kids at the entrance.
Part of the Araku tour included a stop at Borra Caves. Rock can be seen here descending the steps at the cave's entrance. From what we were told, this cave is a somewhat unique place in India.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Visit to Kailasagiri Hill, 30 July 2006

Click on this sentence to see a movie of our trip up the ropeway to the top of the hill.

Some photos

A panorama of the city of Visakhapatnam where the wedding that we attended took place. You can see the top of the ropeway on the right. The beach on the left is Ramakrishna beach. The small mountain in the distance at the center of the photo is called Dolphin's Nose. Because of it's beachfront location, Visak is a busy port for India's navy. Jennifer and I actually saw a submarine off the coast.

The submarine. Click on the photo to see a larger version of it.

These are some of Jennifer's coworkers who went with us after the wedding to visit Kailasagiri. The woman with whom Jennifer works the closest is in the pink in the center.

Kailasagiri is a major tourist and recreational spot in the city. This playground is part of the draw not only for kids but for adults as well.

This giant statue of Shiva and Parvati found on the peak of the hill is part of the attraction. Shiva is the Hindu god of destruction. Parvati is the goddess of love and power.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Pictures of the Indian Wedding

The group from Jennifer's work attending the wedding reception Sunday evening.

Outside the wedding hall.

The group from Jennifer's work attending the wedding itself Monday morning.



Click here to see a short movie of the wedding scene, including a band playing in the background.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

August 6, 2006
Indian Weddings

This last week took us out of the routine. On July 29th several coworkers and I took the train to Visakhapatnam ("Visak" for short) on a 12-hour journey, where we met up with Rock, to see one of my co-workers get married. There is something surreal about seeing India via its vast railway system. It really is an amazing country.

This was our first Indian wedding. The marriage had been agreed upon back in February, but it did not occur until now because the date and time of the ceremony were determined by a religious astrologer based on the bride and groom's birthdates. As a matter of fact, the wedding ceremony itself was at 4 AM on a Monday morning. The ceremony is generally only attended by close friends, family, and (in our case) curious Americans. There was a reception the night before for more casual acquaintenances to wish the couple well. It was fascinating. The couple sat on red throne-looking chairs on the stage during the reception, framed by a beautiful flower facade arrangement. Friends could then wish them well and take pictures. The bride wore a beautiful red and orange sari, and the husband wore the traditional groom's outfit (a sort of fancy kurta). We left around 10 PM, but the couple and their family members would remain the whole time until the ceremony the following morning.

We returned with our group in the morning. The bride changed saris a couple of times throughout the ceremony, finally ending in an orange and white sari. There was a lot of symbolism in the wedding that I didn't fully catch. It was officially complete when they tied three knots into the mangal sutra (necklace worn by married women). The knots each stood for a vow: money (husband to take care of wife), something else (can't remember), and fidelity. The bride and groom then threw a local staple grain (rice?) onto each other's heads, symbolizing giving each other blessings. They did this several times. Then their families, who were in a circle around them, all threw the grain onto the couples' heads.

The other interesting point was that there were two different bands there that played uniquely Indian music at certain points of the ceremony. What was interesting about this is that they often played different music at the same time -- kind of felt like an Indian version of "Battle of the Bands." Not sure why.

It was a really neat experience. We've been told that, being a Southern wedding, it was much more mellow than the Northern weddings, which tend to last weeks and in which the groom often arrives on a horse.

This was an arranged marriage. Most middle-class Indians I have spoken to prefer arranged marriages over love marriages. In some ways, it really is a convenient system. You get to an age where you feel ready to get married, and your family does all of the work in terms of identifying, meeting, and narrowing down the prospects. While there are some families in which the parents make the final decision without any input from their children, nowadays in many cases the prospective bride and groom will meet with each other from anywhere from 30 minutes to multiple visits to decide if they want to get married. They basically have "veto power."

Marriage provides a unique challenge for Mormon Indians. The LDS church is relatively young in this country, so most people are converts and therefore belong to part-member families. Because family is such a strong social force in India, young single adult converts often have little choice but to marry non-LDS prospects that their families arrange for them, or face being ostracized. Even people whose families are LDS find it challenging, especially women. The culture here is such that women generally move in with their husbands families after marriage and are expected to embrace whatever faith their husbands and husbands' families belong to, whether or not they themselves believe in that faith. With very little LDS prospects, women often have to make the very difficult choice of either staying LDS or having a family, but not both. In a culture where family is of utmost importance, this seems to be a much more difficult decision than it would be even in the States.

The way that many LDS couples find each other is through serving missions. When the mission is over, one of the families might approach the other family about a marriage. Also, there are certain cities in the country whose branches have a reputation for hooking up LDS couples.

Friday, August 04, 2006

Jennifer and I have been taking short movies with our digital camera for the past two months and have been wondering how to make them available to our readers. Just yesterday we were introduced to www.youtube.com and our problem was solved. To view some of our movies, click on the following links:

Riding in an auto-rickshaw
India's beaches