left unknown

We wrapped up the program at Mysore on July 27 starting with a Saturday morning reflection session. We also spent some time brainstorming ideas for our powerpoint for an upcoming presentation back at Srushti Degree College in Bangalore. After lunch, we bid goodbye to the Srushti peeps as they head back to Bangalore. Three of us spent the afternoon finishing up our laundry since we will be leaving the next day. We got occupied and head out a little late towards the place Raja’s been staying which is a short walk away. We took a trip up to Chanmundi Hills and visited the temple whereby we got to do silly things like thinking about how we would survive if x happened at this current location while we were standing in line.

Our last night at Mysore was spent with Raja’s lovely airbnb host who invited us all to have dinner at their place. Just chicken biriyani became doritos with a brinjol dip, light salad with a citrus dressing, Iranian samosa following by the main course – chicken biriyani. The food was amazing and it was interesting witnessing adults talk and having a good time. Towards the end, the three of us were the oldies having to excuse ourselves so we can head back home and sleep.

The line of the night that is stucked with us till now was definitely: “Tell me… or I’ll die out of curiosity!” A lady who was the friend of the host had such a lively character. I really liked her: her energy, the things she said and how she presented herself. From that brief moment together, it seems like she is straightforward, carefree and definitely one who shared our guilt of over-eating.

While Kanako and I are off traveling around other places of India, Rosie should be back in Boston (though we haven’t heard back from her :3). We were constantly reminded of this line when we think of all the things that will be left unknown and how we might never know the answers to them…

We’ll never know the price of art the group of professional amateur art connoiseurs talked about. We’ll never know the meaning of Raja’s yolk joke. We’ll never know how one of the peacock at Mysore Zoo got out its cage. Disclaimer: No animal was harmed. No One was in distressed.

Maybe one day if one of us become a professional amateur art connoiseur. Maybe one day if we could all see Raja live at his stand up comedy. Maybe Mysore Zoo had a trust and honor system with the animals that they get a day off being out of their cage on a rotational basis.

Who knows?