tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-190237702012-02-16T21:42:41.761+09:30A place for a Western Girl to talk about India and her Indian Husband.Shellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718005344255488307noreply@blogger.comBlogger341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19023770.post-9640773646793501152007-01-23T16:51:00.000+09:302007-01-23T16:55:30.851+09:30

This is me making kulfi the gori girl way.Step 1 - Open Packet (Obtained from the Indian shop in the Westerners you can't cook this from scratch section)Step 2- Do basically what the packet says but add a tonne more pistachios to impress your guests.Step 3 - Use plastic Alcoholic shot glasses as a mold.Step 4 - Chop the handles off plastic throwaway spoons (land fill) to make sticks.Step 5 -

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Well this is a road we have finally come across... the dreaded "sending money home" discussion.Surprisingly it went relatively well, possibly due to my "Can't really give a stuff" attitude that has fallen upon me. Some arguments just aren't worth having these days and with some pre-xmas arguments about other money I just wasn't ready to fight again.So how much is enough ? There is a fine line as

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Happy Diwali to everyone.. I would have posted it yesterday but we were run off our feet hosting a Diwali festival party. I will post pics later, but I spent all day Saturday decorating the back of the house with draped saris cascading from the ceiling, silk cushions scattered around the deck and my doors adorned with traditional torans. The fence and front of the house were covered in handmade

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Well Sunday we took another trip to the temple, as ignorant as it sounds I am not sure of the exact reason only the reason given to me by mu husband which was "We have to go to give respect to those who have passed away" which is probally the same reason mumiji gave him and thus motivated him to go.Well we know the temple is open from 4-6pm with a feast afterwards so we make plans to go at 5:45pm

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As I write this the sweet smell of incense fills my house as we again enter into whats called the Two Week Wait to see if we are pregnant. I have been lighting the incense and praying for 4 months now ..(yes I said praying) to who ever will listen. Every month that passes shatters a little more of my heart. I thought the miscarriage was our bad luck and now the Dr says it is possible getting

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Well I thought it was time I wrote another post, though I dont really have anything much to say.We went to the temple at the weekend to do a Pooja for vikrams father who passed away several years ago.It has been so long since we were there that the pundit had changed, apparently months ago and a house had been built to house the new pundit too. There was a free feed on after the session.

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ok... so for those of you who don't already know and are still sending well wishes....I am sad to tell you that I had a miscarriage and lost the baby at 12 weeks......everything is in limbo right now including my brain.....We are both totally devestated and heartbroken....

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So back in December I had a dream and in that dream a Pundit told me I would be pregnant in 2 months... and well.. guess what.. I am ...So the blog's been a little quiet while we adjust to the idea of having a little Baby around the house... It was sort of planned yet still a shock...Physically:I am 11 weeks pregnant and have spent the past 10 weeks praying to the porcelain gods with morning

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This topic has been discussed a few times in my yahoo group and things come around in cycles its back to the same thing...Learning Hindi...I have made no attempt to seek outside help with learning, because well for one very good reason and that is my husband speaks hindi I should not need to go outside the home and pay someone.I have made small efforts along the way and although my enthusiasm

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India has it's own symphony of sounds from car's beeping to cows mooing and just the hummm of millions of people in the street.I suffer from sound sensitivity and at times sounds become very loud and isolated leaving me drained,disoriented and distressed.When I go to India I have learnt to take ear plugs for sleeping in and at times just a time out from the sounds of India....But sometimes there

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OK so its a new year and maybe time to make some confessions....let me set the scene for you....We were visiting Varanasi> the holy city of light. Pilgrims visit the Ghat to offer a puja to the gods. In our instance it was to cleanse us of our sins (or something to that effect)I guess my in laws thought it was required for me to visit or maybe they had done something they needed forgiving for..

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So last night we had Dosa, I enjoy dosa because the dosa its self is not spicy (usually) and if I remove all the filling this is something I can eat Whilst in India.So occasionally we have Dosa at home.which is made from a packet mix of course because..well Life is just easier that way. So instead of using the normal brand Gits we picked up some other brand and I found the whole experience more

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This post has been deleted....Hi.. sorry this post got deleted cause it was suggested that it was a little too obvious who the post was about...so its gone..but feel free to discuss it further...to cut a long story short its about meeting expectations of being a "Perfect Indian Wife"something I know I will never be... but I am still jealous of those who have been labeled this by people around me.

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Shopping this is something I enjoy in every country and India is no exception to that.I find the mall's easier to shop in, though obvioulsy more exepensive(read more about Indian malls on my previous post)This picture is us at a Sari Sale , I was looking for something specific and of course being fuzzy that I am we left with nothing after over an hour or rummaging through piles and piles of

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This is how long it has been since I first met my husband...10 of decemeber 1996 I started chatting online to a guy with the nickname "sam.."We were the only two in the chat room called broadcast which doesnt even exist anymore.......We chatted for 10 hours straight.... We never stopped from that moment on......now it's 8 years later and we are getting ready for our 4th Christmas together as

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So I have been clicking on my google ad's (above) for sari stores and have come across some very interesting designs worthy of a mention Let's start with the damn right crazy prints.Way to expensive Sarithen we have the wear would it be worn listfashion wear? Little crazy lookingWedding Sari? As I have never bought my own suit, and don't get chance to go shopping for clothes in Indian because we

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Things I find myself doing now that I am married to an Indian.This isnt the top 10 list, just the first 10 I can think of right now..1: Washing the dishes under running water 2: Never leaving the house immediately after sneezing 3: Drinking more water 4: Watching Indian Cooking Shows 5: Watching Indian Travel Shows 6: Humming to Indian Bollywood Songs 7: Watching what I do with my feet 8:

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I have added some pics to the previous posts. not sure if I really want to do that.. but hey I have done... for now atleast.

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I'm still learning the differences between the names of the suits..It seems to vary quite a bit when I'm being told, but as far as I am concerned they are all Salwaar Suits..I have never bought my own Suit or Sari, they have always been bought for me, in a great range of undesirable colors, I have a few favorites which I wear again and again as to retain my own level of comfortabilty when in a

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last night at 3am I could not sleep some how I was recalling a not so funny meal time In India.I am not very tolerant of spice and by now my In-laws know this, though occasionally they think my tolerance has improved and have me taste something spicy. My brother actually says your taste buds re-new themselves every week.. So maybe next week I'll be better.Anyways...The story....So we are at a

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I had made a list of topics for my blog and my next one was going to bekarva chauth for those who don't know what that is here is a link on Karva Chauth But now it seems a little Try-hard to win back my "U hate Indians" fans. Thats if doing something Indian actually win them back.But to heck with what's right and what's not this is next on my to-do list and god damn it I hate to skip over my

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I have just recevied my first critisim about my blog.Obiously not my first critisim in life cause you dont get this pesimisitc, distrusting,defensive or insecure by being praised your whole life by anyone and everyone.But it is in fact my first negative comments about Gorigirl. In my defence I will remind the people who read this blog that this is infact a blog about being married to an Indian

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Now this is something I struggle with..Touching the feet of elders... Who of you fellow gorigirls do it?how does it make you feel ?I feel an overwhelming anxiety come over me around 4 minutes before hand when I know the feet are coming towards me...My heart thumps my breathing heavy and my senses go..The voices become muffled. The lump in my throat chokes me from with in..and then..I have to time

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Well I started this question off in my group with a variety of answers.to clarify the question it is about being married to an Indian.. Not just being married..We all know the up's and down of marriage but "what is the best?" and hey lets go for "what is the worst" thing about being married to an Indian??Best thing would be..... I am not sure I can actually pic out anything that I could say is an

Shellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718005344255488307noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19023770.post-1133185398544443582005-11-28T23:06:00.000+09:302005-12-04T11:11:40.996+09:30

Just to go with my Bland food thing..Last night I had baked beans for dinner.. I even had it cold and out of the can.Oh the freedom !!!

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OKSo I am guilty of Indian Bashing.. But I find it funny but not in a Hahaha way when people India Bash to me... Do they not realise my husband is Indian?the latest is the Call centre dramas with basically Indian call centre staff being hated here like the plague.. they have become the butt of soooo many jokes and current affair complaints.But as these people go on and on about it to me

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Hubby is away for 2 weeks so I have been having boiled vegetables and other boring bland food (as my hubby refers to it)and If I am not hungry well I dont have to bother making something to eat which is nice.. and I can even skip a meal if I want to.Is it just my Indian husband or do all Indians lack the ability to skip a meal without feeling weak?? or Lathargic??Why is this ? Why is a sandwich

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I have to comment on the Indian shopping Malls...Since my last visit to india these have popped up all over delhi and numerous malls are in the process of being built..So what are my thought on these mega shopping cities?? Well as for shopping is concerned I don't find them cheap, but I do find the "Easy"Easy as in- Airconditioned (no one likes to sweat)Easy as in- no touts (no one likes to be

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I find myself arguing over that word R.E.S.P.E.C.T, but I am not breaking out in song........I don't think this post is Indian man Versus Gori girl but I believe it is a male versus female thing. Do all men think they know best? I honestly believe my husband hears BLAH BLAH BLAH when I speak.I wonder wether my husband, Indian or maybe just male really thinks I know nothing ....or if he just

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This topic recently came up whilst chatting to a fellow Gori who is married to an Indian who went through the same thing as me.My in laws sent me off to the beauty Parlor before our Indian Reception and I am sure they meant well and I am sure it was a tradition that had to be completed as hubby also went off to have stuff done...The only difference was he came back looking the same and I came

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Mehndi- Is a henna paste that is applied to the hands during a wedding ceremonyI had both my hands and feet done.. it was quite a unreal experience really, to men in the market sat on little stools and applied the henna to me, while a relative sat near to keep me safe.. I had to sit still for over 30 mins while they applied it and then several hours whilst the henna dried.I had to go home on the

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Gee Writing a Blog isnt easy afterall... I am already stumped on what to write about...the fear of "Going Public" with my thoughts on India.. My Husband and everything else in between has just left me with stage fright !!!I mean what if my inlaws read something they shouldn't... what if I say something I shouldn't.Why am I so concerned ? not everything I have to say about India is nice.. Not

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This blog is a branch off from my Yahoo Goup InsideIndia which was set up several years ago after I met and fell in Love with an Indian Man.The name Gori- Means - White Girl- hence the title for this blog. Every other name I wanted was taken so I am settling for Gori Girl... it is afterall what I am.So welcome to my blog

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