The monsoons are upon us and with it comes the time for all things middle east to settle into the by lanes of colaba and most medical centres. At our day care centre, it's a veritable vegetable market full of rings on heads (keffiyeh) for the men and black burqas with nose and forehead guards for the women.
These people come in vast numbers from their homes to look for quality medical care here in India. They come prepared for all and any interventions necessary to go back healthy only to come back another year. The main purpose of them coming here in these months is to enjoy the rains, something that is missing from their lifestyle.
There is one huge problem in all this though. They are loud, and I mean LOUD!
They will greet each other very very warmly, loudly and without a care in the world as to who is around them. They may be staying not half and hour from each other back home but obviously do not ever meet there (maybe for socially specific reasons) and come down here and meet each other like it has been years since last seeing the other. Sometimes, it appears as if it's the last time they will see each other too! So, just in case something happens, they will hug, give the mandatory 3 kisses on either cheek, some on the forehead of elders, make promises to meet again real soon and then just come back the next year to do the same thing here again!
It's almost like the people who shot the five star commercial with Ramesh and Suresh came to one of our centres, took a look at them and said this is it!
AHMED-----MOHAMMED!!!! KAIF HALEK!! YA-ALLA RAFIQ.......FATIMA-----LAILA!! SHABA KHAIR!!