A few months ago I began pondering about what cultures I had yet to discover and what places I wanted to visit. After becoming familiar with the Portuguese series Caminho das Indias, I was left with an exotic craving. I wanted culture shock, I wanted picturesque scenarios, I wanted luxury and humility, so it was clear, it was time to fulfill my childhood fantasy of going to India.
Perhaps in a past life I was a pilot because I always have a fascination with the aircrafts, but this time even more so. I’ve been in the smallest of helicopters but had yet to go on a two-decker to Asia, so needless to say, when I saw the plane’s second story from the terminal window it hit me, sir, you’re in for the journey of a lifetime.
Ten hours and two chickpea masala meals later, there it was, “Welcome to the Indira Gandhi International Airport in Delhi.” It was a sense of adrenaline, vulnerability, excitement, it was a cocktail of emotions, and as I got closer and closer to customs, the feeling only got stronger.
As the golden hands greeted me, as much as a they were a visual delight all I wanted to do was run through the cue and finally see the place for myself, I wanted to taste the food, awe at the marvels, and smell that scent of infinitely burning incense that I’ll never be able to forget. I myself never liked incense and would go the other direction when I began to sense it, but for some reason in India rather than despising the smell, I became in love with what is now a fragrance tattooed in my mind.
Another hour later after dealing with immigration and currency, finally the imagery was coming alive. It was exactly the way I imagined it, even to the pickup by a black-and-yellow Hindustan Ambassador. There was no doubt now, I was finally in the land of my one thousand dreams.
After an invigorating language-daring drive into the city I finally made it to my new home away from home. It was tranquil, it was chic, it was undoubtedly a trendy treat for my sleep. Although the place was spectacular, it was this offering of Shiva and Ganesha that stole my heart, it was truly a foreshadow of what was to come. Being said, it was now time to say good night world, and Namaste India!
ALL PHOTOS COURTESY OF TRENDY TREAT