Category Archives: Frustration

Dear neighbor, You said I pay my cook too much. Let me tell you what’s on my mind right now. I don’t pay her “too much”. I pay her whatever I please. And I believe that a hard-working woman who holds … Continue reading →

Posted on February 15, 2015 by Kitty Vindaloo | 1 Comment

My India is not a documentary. My India is not two-dimensional. My India is not sound bites and powerful pictures. My India has no social or political or religious agenda. But let me be clear that My India is as … Continue reading →

Posted on November 4, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 7 Comments

I have never liked the word expat. It sounds funny: ecs-pah-t. And it’s not even a real word, it’s short for expatriate, “out of your country”, in other words, emigrant. But in fact, it means a lot more. It means … Continue reading →

Posted on September 14, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 9 Comments

I have now been waiting for the electrician for more than 8 hours.  “Something whatever whatever, Madam”.  Nevermind. Why the electrician again? On Monday afternoon when the cook came, I decided to stop the dryer since the kitchen had become … Continue reading →

Posted on August 19, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 4 Comments

Oh, how I was looking forward to having tailor made clothes! I had come to India under the assumption that I would go home in a couple of years with a closet full of well-fitted clothes in exotic luxurious fabrics: … Continue reading →

Posted on August 3, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | Leave a comment

Does a bacteria need a visa to enter the US? It’s been a rough couple of days for E. Flights from Bangalore to Europe, usually to Frankfurt or London leave around 3am.  It has once taken me 45 minutes just … Continue reading →

Posted on June 28, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | Leave a comment

All fun and games, it’s not.  We sometimes feel like we were parachuted here with a basic survival kit (a roof over our head) but not much beyond that.  We are not here on vacation, E. has a job to … Continue reading →

Posted on March 24, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 2 Comments

We need a maid.  I know I sound like a snob when I say that but there are many reasons why we need a maid. Everybody has one.  Or two.  And a cook.  And a nanny.  And a gardener.  And … Continue reading →

Posted on February 20, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 1 Comment

It takes a lot of patience and “in your head cursing” to survive India. The dryer got fixed on Tuesday.  It took them several days to find time to come to our house, but they finally did.  Twice.  A first … Continue reading →

Posted on January 31, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 2 Comments

It’s a bit of an exaggeration, but I have been taken hostage by the Indian customer service industry. I am waiting for the dryer repair guy.  It’s the fourth time I am waiting for this exact guy.  He was supposed … Continue reading →

Posted on January 28, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | Leave a comment