Saras India

I was visiting a zoo Bannerghatta National Park and saw a few animals. Just after this I met my friend who had just been back home in Kenya. She saw all the wild animals, and the coolest story she told me was; I was driving on the highway, I told my mom to tell me to stop in case she saw any giraffes. She saw a few and I was slowing down. Then, a few hundred meters infront of us, there were 5-6 giraffes that were crossing the highway. I had to stop, and they just crossed the street right infront of me.

Can you imagine! That is just so cool. I have to go with my friend to Kenya one day. She said August would be the best time to go, som maybe I could afford going there in August... I also want to see wild giraffes that close!

So even after the most horrific news, life goes on. For some, better than others. I can not even imagine the pain my friends family must go through. Life was not nice to my friend in the end, I know that. I wish I could have helped more, but no one could. I hope my friends last days, and hours, in life wasnt too painful. It hurts me a lot to think about what could have happened in the end. I hope my friend has found peace, where ever he/she might be.

With all the freetime I know have in my hands, it gives me lots of opportunities to do things I never could. Today, for example, I went for a furniture exhibition. Today more than ever, I want to have my own house, and decorate it myself, fill it with the furnitures of my choice. I want a huge terrace, where I can have my barbeque and sunchairs, where I can relax, tan and have a barbequeparty with my friends once in a while. Anyway, I have been looking for a dressing table, and I found one today. I will most probably buy it in a few days. Lately I have got the urge to decorate my room, make it little more homely. I think with this dressing table, my room will be complete.

Tonight I am staying at home. No party for me these days, I guess I have become too lazy to even leave my house in the nights. Its just too cold, I only want to lie under my blanket in my bed all day long..

You know how you read about all those bad things in the papers, or see it on the news and think "That will never happen to me". I am always thinking like that, nothing really bad has ever happend in my life. Until now. It hasnt happend to me, really, but it happend around me.

A dear friend of mine has been missing since around Christmas. No one knew where my friend was and no one could reach the person either since the phone was switched off. I was scared that my friend would do something stupid because of different reasons in my friends personal life. Today I found out. My friend was found dead. A picture was posted in the newspaper, a picture of the dead body. Since it was in an indian language I couldnt understand what was written, so I just assumed that it was suicide.

I asked a friend of mine to translate, and it seems like it was not suicide. It might have been a murder. My friend murdered? It is just so absured. And what is more absured, if my friend was actually murdered, well I cant write it here. It feels like its a movie. When I see that picture of the dead body, it is just so unreal!

Im so sad for my friend and my friends family. May my friend rest in peace.

You know I love you, my dear friend ♥

My diet stops me from eating food from outside (no more nice dinners in nice restaurants with friends for the moment) so I have got myself a personal cook. And it is not any cook, it is a cook who is an expert in continental food. Guess if I am happy!

This one might not look so tasty, but it was soooo good! fish, with the most delicious sauce, with fried potatoes and veggies. A taste of heaven!

I went to Lalbagh Sunday, and please remind me to not do these things on Sundays, when everyone is off and are doing things... There was a flowershow that I went to see, it was inside a glasshouse. Inside this glasshouse it was so many people and complained that it was so many people and so crowded. One older man heard me and said; Too many people?! Hahaha!

I guess he didnt agree with me on that one. Well I couldnt take the crowd so I left the glasshouse in a hurry and didnt really enjoy the show.

I love the fact that it is January and that I can be dressed like this. All you people from cold countries know what I mean.

Im sneaking out tonight. My friends should not know. I am going for a party, I cant help it. It is time now, I havent been out in a long, long time. Of course, I will take good care of myself, no outside food (already ate) and no alcohol (I dont need alcohol to enjoy a good party). I will just go out and meet some people. Known as well as unknown..

Because I am the

 of Bangalore

My new life has one positive side and one negative side. It is actually the same thing - time. I have all the time in the world to do anything I want to, which I really want to have. But I also have so much time to kill, which I know I will spend shopping. And how can I do so much shopping when the cash is not as constant as before? I should hold hard to my money for some time, until I know a steady flow is coming in again..

But these things I couldnt resist buying today. I actually needed it. Well okay, I only needed the mascara, the others I just wanted.



I was out with a friend of mine today and I was looking at bags. He asked me if I really needed a bag, since I have a brand new. I told him; A girl can never have to many bags, shoes, dresses or any other accessories. Of course I dont NEED a bag. I have so many bags, shoes, dresses etc. I dont need anything. I buy something because I want it, because I like it. Thats the difference between how girls and guys shop.

So finally, after 1 year and 2 months of people telling me to go, I have gone to see Mysore! It was nice, no doubt, but I am not sure if it was aaaall thaaaat, that people have told me. But apparently it is a must see while living in Bangalore. And now I have done it!

Me and my friend, we started early around 7 am in the morning. I was so tired and I slept most of the time. The drive was around 3 hours. We came to Mysore palace and walked around in area before we went inside. Well, when we wanted to go inside the palace, they told us to leave the camera at the entrance, so my friend had to walk all the way back just to leave my camera. Irritation number 1. When we came to the gate to enter, we showed the ticket to the guard, he stoped me and asked; Where are you from? With no hesitation I said; Kashmir.

He didnt believe me, and told us to by a ticket for a foreginer. Again my friend had to go all the way to the entrance to buy a new ticket. Irritation number 2. I could have left just because of that! But I kept my anger inside..

The price for indians: 20 rupees
The price for foreigners: 200 rupees, buuut it included an auditour (wow, thanks! no one wants that one)

After the palace we went to see the view of Mysore and after that lunch at another palace before we went back home. I was deadtired after the trip and I fell asleep.












We chased this car, so I could get a close up picture. How often do you see a car in India with Swedish flags. Obviously a "must-have-picture".

A new chapther in my life has begun. After a long time I am back again. I do apologise. One major decision and illness came between me and my blogwriting. Now hopefully everything will be back to normal. What have I been up to? Well, I left the country for a week for my new visa. As a welcomeback gift from India, I got sick. After medicine I am now recovered, but I should still take it easy, to get my immunesystem back to normal.

I dont really like resting that much, and I feel left out of the world. I havent been out and socialised for a long time now, and I can feel it. I need to meet new people, or I will go bananas! So, time for me to get dressed and leave the house.  

Dancing to my new favourite Swedish song Det gåtfulla folket by Carola with my babydoll ♥

I am so happy and satisfied with myself for realising that I dont need anyone else to live my life. I am not dependent on one specific person to do all the things I want to do in life. I have myself and that is enough. I am so glad that I know that I am independent and that I can take care of myself. I can be alone, and I know I will be happy alone as well. Previous in life I have been scared of being alone, and I have been with someone just because I thought I needed that person to live my life. It was a to big change to take to end it and be alone. I didnt think I could do it.

I am so glad that everything in my life has happend. Everything happens for a reason and I wouldnt have been where I am today without these events. I never thought I would be or could be, single. And I never thought I would be a very happy single. But I am so happy. I love my life and what I have. My life is almost perfect.

And when you find that special one that you want to spend your life with, it will help you both if you are already this satisfied in your life, with yourself.

Tonight my sweet friend Juliti is coming to visit me, and that makes me so happy. My first visitor in Bangalore. Apparently everything in my blog sounds like fun, so she wants me to show her "My Bangalore". And that I will do, gladly.. ♥

Welcome to my weird but oh so beautiful life, Juliti

I have been in countless of pictures in Goa. Not by choice, absolutely not. If someone would have asked me I would have said no without hesitating. I mean, come on, Im in my bikini. I dont want indian boys to have those pictures in their album to show all their friends. But since there is an invention called cameraphones, many boys dont have to ask anymore. They take pictures without anyone noticing (or so they think) walking around with their phone very casually, taking pictures of women in bikinis...

Of course it gets very annoying after some time, and I told a few people to delete my pictures, showed my finger to a few and were just rude to others.. But I felt that I had to give back. So I also took a few pictures of them, bathing in their underwear. But they seem to enjoy it a lot, so I dont think we are even yet.

After Mumbai I went to heaven. I think any calm place would be called heaven after chaotic Mumbai. This time heaven was Goa. So I went to Goa, Anjuna, where my friend Maria lives. She stayed in a house just a few minutes walk from the famous Wednesday market and the beach. My 2 other swedish friends had already reached when I came. The first thing I did was (obvioulsy) to run down to the beach and in to the water. Aaah, heaven! After more than one year in India, this was the first time I had a real vacation.

Like everytime I go for these kind of vacations I work a lot. On my tan. Everyday I was lying on the beach, in the sun, tanning, tanning, tanning. My friends gave up, and spent most of their time under the umbrella. But not me. Me and the sun had a very intese relationship during these few days. One day we went to another beach, Aswim, other than that, I stayed in the same small beach. I hardly changed sunbed. Why change a good concept?!

I wanted a break from Bangalore. After one year, you need that. But everyday I met people I know from Bangalore. It was little too much, I thought maybe it was a joke. But really, so many Bangaloreans had the same thought as me...








Oh, I forgot to say that my friend has a parrot. I was shitscared of this thing when he decided to climb up my arm. Luckily you can not hear me scream in pictures...

After a long time I have Internet that doesnt keep disconnecting after every five minutes. After that bad start to Mumbai, where I was standing in an alley throwing up, it all went better. Atleast for one day. I reached Mumbai on time, I had around 2 hours before the Roce ceremony started. I came to the hotelroom where my friends were waiting. The hotel was in an awesome area, I had seaview and view over Gateway of India, so just imagine (for you who have been there, atleast). We got ready and then met up a few others and took the car to the ceremony.

In the ceremony all the relatives and friends poured coconutmilk over the groom and his company consisting of best man and nephew. After all that there were lots of food and dancing. I ate so many mini jalebis, and before leaving the party, i took 10 more, for the road! Jalebi is my favourite sweet here..
 


In the night I started feeling a little bad. In my dream I had the worst stomach ache and I ran around town to find a pharmacy that would sell medicine. I woke up, and I had the worst stomach pain. Again, sick! I waited for my friends to wake up so they could buy me medicine. But since they were on Swedish time, I decided it would be much better if I could manage to find a pharmacy myself. I did, bought medicine and went back home to rest.

When it was finally time for the wedding, I was so weak. I managed to go down to the reception, the staff complimented me on wearing my saree. I asked if I had draped it correctly, they said no. So they took me inside a room and helped me.. After that we went to the church. I was still so weak, I couldnt even stand up in the church when we had to. I hope no one was offended because of that.

My friend was so beautiful when she entered the church, so, so beautiful. Her dress looked amazing and she looked so happy. After church we went to a clubhouse, a huge outside they had decorated with lights and tables, and lots of food was served.



The wedding was very nice, and I hope my friend had the time to see that and enjoy her weddingday also.

When I am out of my routinelife it is really hard to maintain the blog regularly. And specially when you decide to go for a spontanious villagetrip, where there is no internet! Christmas was supposed to be spent at home, a surprise christmasparty was planned in my house, but I decided to go elsewhere, in the last minute. I had lots of fun, but after this little trip I can easily say that I am not made for Indianvillage life. If you want to know how it is to be a celebrity, go to a small village. People love you and they just want to be around you, to have a look at you, talk to you, take pictures with you. Thank God I am not a celebrity, I could not do with all the attention all the time.

I came back home 7am this morning, I slept for a few hours and then I started packing for my 2 next trips. Not only packing, I had some laundry to be done, and other small things.. Now it is 2 hours til my bus will leave and I am still not done. Packing is one of those things that I really hate doing, it always takes me forever, or just one minute and then I have forgotten most of the things..

Being home and sick is the worst thing I know. I get super bored when I do nothing. And who wants to come and hang out with someone who is sick?! Well I guess both my body and mind need some relaxation, why it couldnt wait for a few more days when my leave starts, I dont know.. Half of the day I have spent in bed sleeping, oh how I hate waisting my days like this.

Well I also had time to watch TV today. I have hardly used it at all, but today it has been on almost the whole day, with and without sound.. Even after sleeping so much today, I am still feeling tired. Now I can hardly keep my eyes open, so I will go and sleep now...