So I’m back on the road, hanging out with my friend Vaibhav (the same Vaibhav that helped me book a place when I was in Calcutta a week ago) and his classmates at the Indian School of Business, which is an hour from the city center of Hyderabad. It’s good to get another perspective of India from a completely different group of people: Indian born students who’ve been around the world and coming back to study business in their mother country. I wish I had time to write about what we discussed, but it’s 4:30am right now and I’m about to pass out.
But before I do, this post will cover everything you missed out on my train ride from Mumbai to Hyderabad…which I almost missed since my cab driver dropped me off at the wrong train station. When I found this out and realized I had only 10 minutes left to catch a train leaving at the other side of town, I “calmly flipped out” and we then high tailed it to the correct station only for him to then tell me he had no small change…I eventually caught the train as it was pulling away.
While on the train I stayed in a berth with an Indian family from Abu Dhabi who was visiting friends in Hyderabad. For the whole night I played with the son while conversing with the parents on international politics, childhood education, and why I should go to Goa. When they eventually got off their stop and said their goodbye, they offered me a place to stay in Abu Dhabi. I don’t think I’ll ever forget them.
Last year I briefly met Saraswati through a mutual friend’s birthday party. How would I have known that I’d end up staying with her family in Hyderabad? They live in this awesome art gallery:
So it’s currently 4:46 in the morning (eek!) and I need to wake up in 2 hours. So no reflections or texts or anything substantial in words…not that you care for what I write anyway given the amount of pictures I put up.
- At time of posting in Hyderabad, India, it was 75.2 °F -
Humidity: 73% | Wind Speed: 7km/hr | Cloud Cover: scattered clouds