Culture Shift
Today and night I finally have been able to work on some things, and believe me I really needed it. Never new that I love to work so much. But than, although people are very kind here, my work has become more important due to homesickness to my friends and own well-known environment – work has become a certain steady factor in a complete different life.
There are several reasons why I kept stucked, and one of them is a very good reason. I already mentioned earlier the presence of Morton Krohg at this place, he was giving workshops on the drama of Hamlet, with the final aim to come back at autumn to direct it as a play at Aarohan. Not an easy job, Hamlet is a very complicated story, so he had to work hard to bring it into the perspective of the culture and what skills and thoughts are need to act this play. Also he had to work trough the language barrier. While these very interesting workshops, we had some time to made an inventory and basic plans on what to do whit the situation here, but most of the energy of the people was going to the workshops and rehearsals of Hamlet.
One other thing is the live and rhythm in Nepal itself. Of course I knew this is different, but now that I am here I start to realize that I never could imagine how different. It is the city, the temperature differences during the day and night, the way of living in the whole day – many time outside, still waiting for the equipment, etc, which made it happen that it is impossible to maintain the system and tempo I am used to handle.
Not only that, although highly sensitive people, showing an equivalent friendly behavior, somehow the feeling is coming up that I don’t even understand them a little. Being among these people is a very big change.
Than this wedding I went last weekend. At home it takes one day, and one morning to get sobered up – at least. Not here, two nights bus drive, sustained with too loud Hindi music that bombed your ears during the travel; days and night during ceremonies; in a scenery, which is both beautiful and surreal. It is a very interesting way to mess up your mind.
I became upset by waiting for maybe Godot, but finally we are going on now. And than today I found myself in this odd mood: walking down the street in the same slow tempo as the others, knowing this and wondering how I have to reverse this once back home. Is this just the third week?
