Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Courage....Optimism.....Reinforce.....

This is one of those business weeks when project dependencies seem to dominate. Well, I am back in my hotel room with a choice to brood on it or to think positive.  I remembered the two inspiring news that caught my attention few weeks ago.


One is about the three US veterans Kirk Bauer, Neil Duncans, and Dan Nevins who lost one of their legs in the Vietnam, Afghanistan and Iraq wars respectively.  With prosthetic leg they climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro about 19,330ft. These gallant men proved that physical challenge will not deter them from reaching their goals.  Yes they did it. Three cheers to them.

Next is about a lady who works for the Nebraska legislature and received an award for America's outstanding oldest worker.  Sally Gordon is 101 years old and loves her job.  She looks so elegant and graceful. An inspiration to all of us.
Hats off to you Sally!


                                                 Photo: Associated Press



 

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Sunday, August 08, 2010

Vanuatu...Port Vila....Kava Kava...

"This is the beach where they filmed Survivor Australia series", our tour guide beamed, showing us the white sand beach. Port Vila is a beautiful city and one can go around the island by hiring a tourist taxi. It is always safe to have a taxi arranged by the hotel.  One can find the remnants of the past exploits, migration, and wars in their cuisine, language, and culture. It is a mixture of Polynesian, Portugese, French, British influence and the native Melanesian traits. The interior villages retain the original tradition and the ethnic pride.

Our tour guide cum driver is a local Melanesian with a wealth of knowledge about the island. Vanuatu comprise of 83 islands and most of them are not easily accesible due to the volcanos and steep mountains. Port Vila is the capital with a nice small harbor, tourism related business and government offices.

The taxi veered around the busy city center towards the coastal road. I wanted to meet the locals to know more about their lifestyle. He stopped at a traditional village where the houses do not have electricity. The street lights are powered by solar lights installed by a Japanese firm. I chatted with the locals and the taxi driver was the translator. 
The villagers lead a very contented life with what they get from the pacific Ocean and the fertile land. The land gives them coconuts, bananas, taro and other vegetables and fruits. A simple non-matrialistic life much tuned with the moods of nature. I felt that they know how to adore nature and know the art of living in harmony with the nature.  Why would anyone want to change them!

The locals adore the Americans. Their legend goes back to World War II when the famous cargo planes arrived and the cult of nationalism. When I said that I come from the USA they were very happy and offered me tender coconut water which is my favorite drink.  They also suggested that I must try Kava Kava a local drink made out of Kava root which has a relaxing effect aka intoxication.  Instead of the strong Kava drink I preferred the mild Kava tea which tasted like tea made out of galanga roots.

The following day we went to the Lelepa Island on a Sail Boat for snorkeling and island tour. On the way back, a large bloom of jelly fish with beautiful umbrella like shape were floating on the ocean. I have never seen such a large group in yellow, white, orange colors. We also spotted some dolphins.

The boat cruised back to Port Vila in the evening. The hotel chef was happy to know that I am originally from India. He said his ancestors were from India who migrated to Fiji sometime in the late 1800's. Guess what.... for me, he made a great vegetarian dinner with coconut, taro, pine apple and green banana curry.

Vanuatu....Tanna...Yumi....

Yumi....Yumi a song woke me up from my slumber. The air hostess announced that Yumi in Bislama language means "We" and it is the National anthem of Vanuatu.
Yes, I was on my way to Vanuatu. one of the South Pacific Islands.  This 
adventure of mine began from Australia. South Pacific islands fascinated me from my childhood. R. L Stevenson's Treasure Island, Somerset Maugham's Moon and Sixpence,  and the travelogues of Captain Cook played a considerable role in this.  

From the air, the green volcanic islands looked like emerald jewels set on a nice turquoise blue ocean.  It was the quest to see the living volcano on the island of Tanna plus the stories of Cargo Cult and about the Tanna Army USA parade!! inspired me to take that trip.  In Port Vila. the hotel arranged a volcano tour with Unity Airlines. We arrived at the White Grass airport which is a tiny landing strip. The pilot handed all the six of us to the local tour guide. With expectant faces we jumped into the land cruiser and the first stop was at the Ever green resort where we had breakfast. It was about 2 hours ride to Mt. Yasur. The rain forest and the lush green landscape makes you feel that one is walking thru the paintings of Monet.  Except for the small villages, few locals on the road and the yonder peak of Mount Tukosmera it felt like one is witnessing a silent drama.

 Gently the landscape changed to a volcanic sea of lava. Wrapped in wonder we got out of the Land cruiser to check out.  It looks like Mother Earth has spewed this lava to reinforce the island from the ravages of the sea.  After crossing the sea of  lava we arrived at the base of Mt. Yasur. 

We could hear the rumblings and the smoke.  "Look over here, this is the hiking path to the summit of Mt. Yasur. I will not come with you and you are taking your own risk. Do not go near the edge.  You are all lucky. Today the wind is on the opposite direction so the firing stones will not fall on you. If you are afraid stay with me at the base", our guide announced encouragingly!! None of us wanted to stay. It was the call of the volcano. We have to climb up and be an audience to that great nature's dance.

Up we climbed and the rumblings are now turning into thunderous. Mt. Yasur's crater is shaped like a horse shoe  and actually made up of two craters joined at the edge.  The level of the crater is below the summit and we could see the activity inside the crater.  The dance began with a rumbling, some smoke and then the fire balls of rocks were thrown out that fall into the crater again. The small chips, the  smoke and the fire escaped out of the crater towards the Sulphur bay.

I felt that the Volcano was holding my hand and showing its wonders. I stopped to take a deep breath and listened, first a sound and then a light all in a rhythmical pattern. The sense of accomplishment of climbing the summit vanished.  My comparison of the volcano to the cosmic dance of Shiva and the joy of that revelation too was gone. My thought process started to freeze and transformed to tranquility. At that moment I felt the presence of God.


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Sunday, August 01, 2010

Friends...Freunde...Amis...

When I grew up in India I never heard of any special friendship day.  There are always friends who became part of the family without having a need to reinforce or celebrate. My best friend Kumkum and I are daughters to both our families. Then there are neighborhood friends, school friends, and vacation friends. Some of my great friends are also from work, met in seminars, flights, and friendship that bloomed out of an interest in a common cause.

There are many friends who uplifted me when I was sad and lost hope. I thank them all for the kindness, support and smiles that made me stronger to move forward. Even books are my best friends and I have special bonding with authors whom I have never seen.

My romantic friends from college and later in life are also my best friends now. The romance had turned into transient when we realized that the best part of our friendship is the empathy, respect, and unconditinal love we have for each other.

I remember the first day in Kindergarten at age 3 when I first learnt that friendship is about comforting someone in distress and to understand the meaning of give and take. I think that was the first little step I made towards understanding what is the meaning of friendship.
                                              Happy Friendship Day !  









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