Wednesday, November 25, 2015



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unCut Interview and Mini Documentary
of Dilli Hart Craft Centre, Inida 


At Dilli Hart (Craft Market) India


Interview: A Tourist's POV of India





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"Live" unCut Report on 
Scenic Views and Stories of the Taj Mahal 


The Taj Mahal Story...

'Proposed' Site of The Black Taj 
by Emperor Shah Jahan
Panoramic view of White Taj Mahal, Yamuna River & Black Taj;
How The Taj Mahal is Maintained

Why Several Millions Visit the Taj Mahal

37 Architects, 20,000 Artisans & 22 years...the story beneath 

Monday, November 23, 2015

Nigeria Books Written by Nigerian Authors Who Live in Nigeria


The book renaissance has begun. It is trudging faster and faster amidst an audience almost disappearing but refuses to disappear. 

In this time of unprecedented and unpredictable sea change in book options, reading formats, book explosion, indie and vanity publishing, the need to have an authentic voice narrate authentic stories to an easily distracted audience requires a new set of skills in storytelling, book title, cover page, book formats, and story content.

My wish is to see that Nigeria books by Nigerian authors who live in Nigeria conquer their space too: audience, reach, frequency, sales and rich stories that resonates with them so posterity can look back and say "Once upon a time...these books documented who we are. You want to know how life was in so and so year?" And with that the speaker stretches her hand and gives the young man and woman two books written by Nigeria authors: Fine boys by Imasuen and Season of Crimson Blossoms by Abubakar.

And the young man asks, can you tell me the summary of the book? The speaker raises her eyebrows in mock challenge but the young man presses on, "Do tell please. I promise to read it. Cross my heart." The young woman too nods in agreement. Then the speaker goes on to say:

The bright red novel with a dash of orange and gold hues is written by Eghosa Imasuen - who is also a qualified medical doctor. In this his second novel FINE BOYS, he documents Nigeria as it was from 1993 to 1995 using the first person narrative with satirical flashbacks to the 90s and 1988, the year I considered pivotal to Nigeria's downward spiral (the infamous SAP - Structural Adjustment Programme - that sapped Nigeria dry!).

I find the stories rich and familiar. Set in Warri, It is a novel that will be an eye-opener for any youth under the pressure to "blend", "belong", "fit in" or desires to succumb to peer pressure, especially from cultist parading campuses recruiting unwilling prospects. In Fine Boys, Imasuen demystified what is behind the true life, and source of wealth of these cultists through the eyes of Ewaen (the protagonist), Tambo, Wilhelm (half oyinbo, half Nigerian), and Toju (TJ). This makes this book a must read for every Nigerian student in the tertiary institutions.

FINE BOYS also captures that period in Nigeria where strikes and closedown of universities for months unending with the worst case that lasted for two years was the norm in Nigeria. After reading this book I'm sure youth in tertiary institutions will realise that they haven't yet drawn up a most strategic method to clampdown on lecturers' excesses (buying useless handouts, lecturers not showing up for their classes, abuse of exam scores, intimidation and gross moral turpitude).

This is the kind of book-whipping renaissance we need in Nigeria: Writing our stories to create the kind of civilisation we want.

FINE BOYS is a good novel to grab and add to your collection. Your children and grandchildren, nieces and nephews will thank you for it. The speaker winks. 

Excitedly the young lady begs the speaker, "Do give us a glimpse into the second book" she smiles, her vivaciousness infectious. 

OK, says the speaker. In SEASON of CRIMSON BLOSSOMS, I read a fantastic story less often narrated in Nigeria stories and literature - that of an older 'liberated' woman going against societal shackles. Gosh! You've got to read it to know it.

When a Northern Muslim Nigerian widow, Hajiya Binta decides that at 55 she's not shy about her sexuality, I knew Abubakar Adam Ibrahim in his book SEASON of CRIMSON BLOSSOMS, has done my Nigeria sensibility a lot of justice! 

Ibrahim greatest skill is his characterisation. His characters are so real and very authentic: Reza with his mannerism, always adding "You understand" after every sentence; Fa'iza who will always respond to your questions with key words from your question with a question or series of questions before responding; a sign of her haunted personality. Mallam Haruna who utterly refused to accept that a woman when she says "No" to his proposal actually means it but refuses to accept that a woman CAN 'reject him'. If you've never lived in the north and often wondered how they live, talk, relate to one another and their belief systems, SEASON of CRIMSON BLOSSOMS takes you on that ride with flashbacks from 1956 to 2011.

Above all, the after effects and trauma of the Jos Riots and Religious Killings gives you an insight why nobody should ever get carried away killing in the name of religion - a very sad case that includes both Muslims, Christians and others.

SEASON of CRIMSON BLOSSOMS also exposes the underworld of the underdogs' life - something relatable to every civilization - a case where politicians use and dumb "area boys" and "imps" to achieve their political goals, neutralise their political enemies, mastermind politically driven kidnappings which ensnares the urchins to begin to see this as a lucrative business spurning a society of criminal minded youth.

In the end, never fight someone else's battle for them. You end up losing or paying with your life as did Reza and then Munkaila who took it upon himself to 'fight for his "mother's honour"', who by the way didn't ask him to!

Read your Season of Crimson Blossoms today (go get one. high-5!)

My Love Story with India - Part 1 

My trip to India was a most inspiring one. The diverse people, ancient and rich history, embellished culture, transcendent belief systems, lifestyle, roaring economy and technological advancement and evolution always left the word ‘incredible’ sitting at the tip of my tongue! I swear (hahaha).

In this 8-part series, I hope to take you on an incredible trip. You see how the word just slipped from the tip of my tongue onto this page? Okay. No more talking, let’s ride!!!

Every country deserves a Brand Perception. India chose the word “Incredible”, meaning beyond belief! And that’s been my experience.

From the Indira Gandhi airport, through the city landscape, India reminds me thoroughly that I am not on any other soil but India’s: its peculiar odor, the bright and beautiful colourful dressing of its inhabitants, old and modern architecture - a mixed blend of India, Persia, Gothic, Greek, Palladian, Art Deco and post modernist; blaring car horns, hustling and bustling of commuters, I watch the city gradually wake up from its slumber.

India is an ancient country. Its name has been in existence long before the 4th century BC, the period since Herodotus of Greek. To give you better context, the ancient Rig Veda (the canonical sacred text of Hinduism, 1500-1200 BCE) is approximately 4,000 years old, closest in time frame to the oldest written text (not hieroglyphs) the Sumerian Babylonian Epic of Gilgamesh (2250-2000 BCE), are both older than the Bible (3,400 years or less depending on which dating you use).

The name ‘India’ is actually an Old English Derivative of the 9th century coined from the original Greek word for it. It owes its name to the Sindhu (Indus River). And when the English took interest in India in the 17th century (that is the 1600s) using its East India Company (originally owned by John Gold) in its transatlantic trades, the name reappeared in Modern English. But in early modern English under the influence of the French, the translation of the name was known as 'Indie’.

India is known by many names, depending on the age of person narrating the story, the context under discussion or how versed the discussants are. This country was originally known as Hindustani, Jambudivipa, Nabhivarsha, Bharatavarsha, and finally India. Today, the contry is commonly known by its shorter names, India or Bharata. Historically speaking, it was the Persians who coined the name Hindustani.

The Moghuls or Mughal Empire (which were mostly ethnic Turks, have their historical antecedent traced back to the Mongol Empire) ruled India for 200 years from the 1500s to 1700s. And for another 250 years (c.1600-1947) the British held sway over India, first as a trading opportunity via the East India Company when the Portuguese started losing control of the East Asia Spice Trade. 


Mughal Emperors
However, that position changed hand when the British became engulfed in the famous Seven Years War (1756-1763) against the Mughal princes, brigands, and French to defend its trading posts in India. After winning the war, Britain began to assert and assume its dominance for 150 years, stamping its imprint as a colonial power. Put together that’s over 400 years of colonization of India from two widely disparate empires!

The wider you travel all over India, it is not hard to see why this country was such an attraction for power hungry and loot-loving invaders, dynasties, empires and colonizers such as the Persians, Turks, Portuguese, French, and English including trading companies like the East India Company owned by John Gold who sailed under the license and Name of Her Majesty.

India is a land of treasures! Of culture, spices, fauna, gem stones, flora, grandeur, vibrant rich colours, technological continuum, palaces, temples, incredible history, good food, great culture, and beautiful women!
And before the British ‘ran away’ from India, they took along with them the best of its gemstones: the No. 1 World’s Famous Koh-I-Noor diamond – the largest known diamond in the World back (from the 13th to 19th century). The Koh-I-Noor diamond, a 105 carat (21.6 grams) originated at Golconda in the Guntur district of Andhra Pradesh was mined at the Kollur Mine.
The original owners of the diamond were Persian rulers, Mughals, Mongols, and various Sikhs who fought each other and whoever emerged victorious as the new emperor or king claimed ownership of the diamond. 
The Koh-i-noor was presented to Queen Victoria in 1850 but India wants the jewel returned
The Koh-i-noor was presented to Queen Victoria in 1850
but India wants the jewel returned
However, as the British expanded its territorial powers, rather than execute the will of Maharaja Ranjit Singh, the founder and ruler of the Sikh Empire and last possessor of the diamond who died in 1839, that the diamond be willed to the Hindu temple of Jagannath in Puri, the Governor-General of the British Empire, Dalhousie, with the British flag now raised over Lahore proclaiming it as part of the British Company rule in India, on 29 March 1847 in the treaty, simply stated:
“The gem called the Koh-i-Noor which was surrendered by Shah Shuja-ul-Mulk to Maharaja Ranjit Singh and then surrendered by the Maharaja of Lahore to the Queen of England…”
From Dalhousie’s perspective, the stone was a token and a spoil of war that should be transferred to the newest conqueror just as it had changed hands amongst the Mughals. Then in 1850 using technicalities of conqueror-conquered, he arranged for the ‘conquered’ Prince and successor of Maharaja Ranjit Singh, Dulip Singh, aged 13 years travel to the United Kingdom to formally present the Koh-I-Noor diamond to Queen Victoria of England. 
Queen Alexandra wearing the Koh-i-Noor
 in her coronation crown caption (1902).
Today this gemstone remains the property of the British crown kept in the HM Tower of London as a popular tourist attraction. Koh-I-Noor is a Persian language meaning “Mountain of Light”, and originally was 793 carats when uncut, is beyond priceless; the amount of which the costliest diamond on today’s market, The Cullinan worth $400 Million cannot equate itself. 

Although the Indians want their precious stone back, David Cameron, Prime Minister of Britain has stated unequivocally that the matter of 'returning' is a foregone conclusion. This is quite understandable from their perspective as the Koh-I-Noor is seriously woven into the historical and cultural fabric and sensibilities of British consciousness.
And hey! Did you know that the word ‘Mogul’ is actually a coinage from the original name bearers, The Mughals? Funny thing is ‘Moghul’ is actually a corruption of ‘Mughal’. So when you say someone like Simon Cowell is a music Mogul, think again.

Well, that’s enough history to wet your appetite. It is time to visit the capital of India, New Delhi! Click the link for Part below to read that story. Stories 2 to 8 takes you to at least five different key towns and cities in India, India car manufacturing and technology, India marriages, India social life and much more.













Attribution: Attribution: Book by Sir Charles Lawson, photo by W. and D. Downey - Memories of Madras by Sir Charles Lawson. Photo by W. and D. Downey; Wikipedia Common;  http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2282104/; www.indianetzone.com

My Love Story With India (Part 2)

NEW DELHI 


The capital of India is New Delhi. This is the city for hustlers.

For me it is reminiscent of the rowdy bustle and hustle of Mushin, the large moving crowd of Ajegunle, the old-styled colonial houses and new architecture of Ebute-Meta and Yaba in Nigeria all roll into one.


Delhi is the Green City of India; a champion for a greener environment with the greatest number of trees, shrubs and vegetables so common place.

Historically speaking, as far back as the 1300s, Delhi has always been known as the capital of India. But during the beginning of the British Raj which began in 1858, the British ruled by fiat from Calcutta making it the default capital. But due to rising tensions and hostilities between the Indians and British, to make their rule more central as well as douse the ragging internal conflicts, in 1911, King George V during the famous Durbar shifted the capital from Calcutta back to its original capital, Delhi. Only this time the location was not the former Old Delhi, the original Mughal city, but the area we now know as New Delhi. Today the English pronunciation of Calcutta has been reverted to the India English phonetic transliteration Kolkata, which is closer its original Bengali name.

The sheer size of Delhi is vast. A bustling cosmopolitan metropolis, Delhi’s core business in commerce, medical tourism, arts, cinemas/entertainment, restaurants, hotel and hospitality, tourism, fashion, professional services, transportation: taxis, rickshaws, tuk-tuk, horseback, metros, buses, bicycles, bikes, low and high end vehicle manufacturing, finance, education and other ancillary businesses numbering into the hundreds makes it a number one business hub. 

I had a particularly interesting experience at the cinemas. If you've ever watched India films, you'll know that it takes average of 3-hours to finish watching one. Well, I had quite forgotten about all that. So here was I seated and watching the movie EVEREST (great cast, powerful story), and exactly one hour thirty minutes later, the movie stopped abruptly, a black screen stated briefly at me! I thought 'NEPA' had taken light or their was a malfunction from the generator or something. But lo! A sign popped up on the screen and announced: "INTERMISSION". I roared with laughter. And guess what? Intermission was as long as 20-30 minutes. Which gives you enough time to visit the ladies or gents and buy some more popcorn. Not baad, eh?


Delhi is strategically located in North of India. It is home for all things government: executive, legislative, embassies, and judiciary. While in Nigeria we have governors, in India they call them mayors, just like the U.S.A.

New Delhi has over 10 radio stations just like we have in cities like Ibadan, Lagos, Abuja and Port Harcourt. Similar frequency dials and names such as 93.5 FM and Capital FM in India are akin to radio stations synonymous to Nigeria stations like Capital FM Abuja.

RELIGION

In a country where over 750 languages are spoken, according to The People’s Linguistic Survey of India, at least 22 languages are nationally recognized as a lingua franca in India such as: Urdu, Konkani, Hindi, Kannada, Assamese, Punjabi, Gujurati, Telugu, Kashmiri, Malayalam, Tamil, Sanskrit, Bengali, Manipuri, Marathi, Odia, including India English. However in the last 50 years, 250 of these languages have died out.

In New Delhi, religion cuts across Hinduism, Islam, Sikhism, Jainism, Baha’i Faith, and other religions in minority like Christianity. The famous Lotus Temple of the Baha’i House of Worship which attracts more than 70 million visitors is a breathtaking edifice. Everything about the design interiorly and exteriorly is repeated in multiples of the number 9: nine reflecting pools, nine doors, multiples of nine diamond-shaped ceilings and crossbeams. Incidentally, Lotus is a symbol of love and purity. This awesome architecture was built by Persian architect Fariborz Sahba. Made of white marble, cement, dolomite and standing at 40 metres, the Lotus Temple architecture commands resplendent beauty like the Taj Mahal of Agra. No wonder it’s such a centre of tourist attraction.

TRANSPORTATION

What struck me most about Delhi is the incredible concomitant continuum of its transportation system! It feels like on every road you drive pass or walk through, technological history follows you arm in arm everywhere you turn. Time seems to have stood still yet still in continuous motion. In India it is typical to come face to face with the many array and modes of transportation existing in one single lane! You’ll find a cow-drawn cart, horse rider, strolling elephant with a seated rider, rickshaws, tuk-tuk, bicycle peddler, power bikers, low and high end vehicles of every brand all in the same traffic.


As I walk through the estate blocks in Delhi, I simply never get used to seeing this sort of juxtaposition of transportation: a vast mixed blend where ancient technology meets modern and post modern innovation in the same space. I’m in awe of this land. If you want to learn the history of how mankind evolved from leg transportation to the supersonic metros of today, India makes the best place to begin your research.

The old style black British vehicles otherwise known as Hackney carriage, Beardmore, LTI TX1 cab, LTI FX4 cab, commonly used as taxis in the UK are today in India exclusively driven by ambassadors. Hindustani Motors’ Ambassador still produces and sells this brand in India.


Unlike in Nigeria where jeeps of all kinds, shapes and brand are a declaration of “I have arrived”, until I left Delhi – which was over a three weeks stay – I only counted four jeeps! I was later told that it was mostly from the hours of midnight on that jeeps become a common sight. Even at night where owners of jeeps consider it the best time to drive their cars in a less crowded traffic road, you can still count the number of jeeps.

There are only 3 cars in India for every 1,000 Indians compared to say a place like Nigeria where that ratio is far between. Goldman Sachs has predicted that India will have the maximum number of cars on the planet by 2050 overtaking the United States which is currently at 500 cars for every 1,000 American. Small low-end economy cars costing less than two million naira are the in-thing cars all over India with tens of manufacturing and assembly car companies, both high and low end brands locally producing to meet the local market of the fast growing India economy. The EMI payment system makes it easy too to owe and pay for a car.


In all, there are no less than 23 manufacturing car companies in India. Many foreign car manufacturers like Roys Royce, Bentley and Maybach are a few of the high end brands manufacturing cars in India. Indigenous vehicle manufacturers include: The Tata Indica of Tatat Motors, Mahindra and Mahindra came up with SUVs, the Scorpio and the Bolero. These cars are very popular in India everywhere you look and they are also exported to European markets. According to Indiabizclub.com an electric car is also manufactured by a local company REVA. Tata plans to produce the world’s first air powered cars in partnership with MDI of France.


Everywhere you go you see all kinds of brand cars and their extensions: Suzuki, Honda, Chennai, Maruti 800, Bugatti Veyron, Chevrolet, BMW, Hyundai, Austin, Honda, Ford, Noida, Mercedes-Benz, Mahindra Reanult, Verna, Pune, Lucknow, Singur, Toyota.

The colour white is the most preferred colour of choice by all class and caste: low maintenance (shows off less scratch, easy to clean, dusts are not that noticeable on white cars compared to black cars sitting outside in the hot sun and dusty atmosphere of India; less heat absorption in India’s very hot climate, affordability and of course the status attached to the trending colour of the time). In the past however, silver was the colour of choice. Today all over India, white and silver are the preferred car colours.

As there are cars, so there are many models of cycle manufacturers of motorcycles, power bikes and scooters with their brand extensions traversing all over India: Aprilia, Harley Davidson, Honda, Kawasaki, Moto Guzzi, Suzuki, Yamaha, Bajaj, Ducati, Hero Electric, Hyosung, KTM, Piaggio, Triumph, BMW, Hero Moto Corp, Indian Motocycles, Mahindra, Royal Enfield, TVS. 

Included in this unique ‘cycle manufacturing are the ubiquitous bicycles claiming their right of way on all India roads, tourist centres, baghs (villages and gardens), harts (markets), malls, offices, and homes. Although many bicycle brands do not manufacture their own product, but rather import and re-brand bikes manufactured by others, there are nonetheless bicycle parts manufacturing companies littered all over India; many brands from Europe: Italy, UK, Netherlands, New Zealand, France, Spain, Germany, Denmark and across the US, Brazil, Canada, Belarus, Czech Republic, Japan, etc.


Add to this many forms of travel are the old-style train coaches and modern metros eating up the staggering population of Indians caring on everyday activities, doing business or simply enjoying their tourist experience from one place to another. You would think with this amount of vehicles on the roads, traffic accidents would be high, yet ironically that is not the case! Until I left Delhi – and that was over a three-week stay – I never witnessed a single accident, not even a car scratch but lots of near misses that makes your tongue jump from the back of your mouth leaving you with a heady feeling.

Delhi was so much fun and discovery. The restaurants, especially the ones with gourmet chef make the best place to eat as they delight your taste buds with flavours like you’ve never tasted them before: Thai cuisine, Indian, Chinese, and European dishes for your pleasure only. While at it, don’t be afraid to experiment with some local roadside snacks too. You’ll be surprised. But please make sure you do that in the company of an India friend (wink!). Click on the link to Part 3 below to read more about the social life of Indians and the secret a woman at a Punjap store shared with me.















                   My Love Story With India (Part 3)                         

DELHI: Social Life

I find the social life of Indians in Delhi very fascinating. Business does not begin until 11:00 a.m. and runs till as late as the business owner chooses to remain open. It reminds me of an adage in Yoruba that says ‘Suru laiye gba’ – no hurry in life. You visit places like Karol Bagh towards evening and if feels as though the city suddenly sprung to life with gusto and dare, the shops alive to making sales.

There is indeed a strong burgeoning middle and sub-middle class here. That becomes more apparent when you visit the Connaught Place Mall or the Pacific Malls, a lavish huge building three stories high housing all the big name brands both foreign and local in clothing, eateries, accessories, marts, shops, and the likes. This is where you come to experience the cinema. Europeans, Chinese and Americans who are used to seeing huge malls will love it here. But if you’re a Nigerian, and the only mall you’ve seen before your arrival India is that in Lekki, Abuja, Warri or Ibadan, you’ll simply open your mouth in wonder; more like thunderstruck with the sheer size and beauty of it.

When you go to Connaught place, there’s nothing you’re looking for that you will not get: premium hotels, high class cuisines, clubs, shopping centres, tourist guides, pharmacies, bookshops, eateries like McDonalds, Nandos, Tasty Fried Chicken and much more.

All sorts of cuisines and palates are attended to when you arrive at any of these malls: English, India, Thai, and Chinese and maybe with a little persuasion and creative genius on your part, you just might see an African dish presented in front of you. I won’t ask you to count on that though. So be ready for a mouth exploring adventure and simply immerse yourself in it and enjoy it. After all, you’re a tourist in Incredible India!

Another aspect of their lifestyle I find intriguing is what is called Joint Families. It is not uncommon to see mature girls and guys living in and sharing the same flat, building or family house whether it’s made of mud, cement or marble. Matter of fact, there’s no shame in this and no one is made to feel in a hurry to dash out of the home to ‘live on their own’ away from the herd as it would seem. I find that even in this setting, you find guys and babes with well paying jobs who have all the reasons to simply ‘be on my own’, but choose not to. Some even run a business from the home, in which surprisingly the mother becomes the cashier! That doesn’t seem to be the pattern here, unlike like the US, UK and Southern Nigeria where the in-thing is for individualistic determinism away from the home front.

It suddenly struck me how this style of living has its merits too: everyone keeps an eye on the other. Mothers can go to work knowing someone will look after their little ones without the fear of being molested. In an environment where cousins of first and ancient generations live close knit, the feelings of loneliness quite common amongst many youth and older adults in many parts of the UK and US is not that felt here because there’s always someone to reach out to. That is not to say disagreements do not arise, but everyone wakes up to the reality of they need to ‘grow up’ and be reasonable in their expectations, attitudes and have respect for the values inherent in such clusters. That is why suicide when it happens in India is not caused out of loneliness or abandonment but rather due to the associated issues of caste, mental health, and the attendant effects of socio-economic confinements, rules and sabotage which causes family and community problems as seen expressed in Bollywood movies. Suicide is not frowned upon per say in India even though it is not encouraged as there are certain ‘unspoken indigenous strict religious rules’ that guide it, making it neither an ignoble act nor an act of justification. In India it is more of a way out, rather than a wanton urge to shock.

LOVE,  MARRIAGE and ROMANCE

Amidst all this, love and romance is always in the air! And in india, there are at least 8 ways to get married. In which case the prospective have a say or don’t, which also depends of the WHY or reason for that particular marriage. A bride could be married off in arranged marriage (Brahmana, or Daiva derivatives), or for cooperation in the study and practice of spiritual life (Arsha); Prajapatya (in which a bride chooses her groom based on the quality of stock or genepool of the intended), or Rakshasa (the girl is abducted from her home against her will ; sometimes because of fear of opposition from the girl’s family), Asura (the bride’s family is first lavishly presented with unimaginable gifts, booms or wealth to show how serious the groom to be is) or through Pisacha (in which the woman is seduced into sexual relations through intoxication with wine, flattery, emotional pressure) or by Gandharva (the intendeds declare their love for each and this type of marriage is purely for romantic desire and sensual pleasure). So which will you choose? I’m already full of mirth at your possible choices!


No matter the choice made, Karma Sutra – the essence of deep romance between two lovers – couples – is non-negotiable. Even the warriors or Sikhs that I first found a wee bit intimidating are a romantic and poetic lot when you get to know them better (forget that turban they wear!); neither should you be fooled by the aura of calm you see about them that seem like a second cloth they put on. And as caste goes in India, the Sikhs differentiate themselves on the basis of the colour of the turban they wear. Even amongst this caste, there are several sub-castes and name ancestry that is not taken for granted.

I was at the shop buying saris and Punjab suits when the lady attending to my affairs, whispered gently to me; “Why does it take Nigerian men a long time to marry?” I was a little thrown off by her openness (this I realize is a common thing amongst India women – no holds bar when they really want to talk). And I asked her, how long have you guys been together? She said five years. So what do you think is the problem, I asked again. And she said the guy is claiming economic factor as India weddings are beyond costly even amongst the poorest ones. Imagine hosting 10,000 to 100, 000 persons in a day or for as long as many days or even a week or two? But what really got be giggling was when she said “Nigeria men don’t know romance!” I burst into a gale of laughter. I just couldn’t help myself! Nigeria men can learn a thing or two about how to be romantic from the Sikhs. And if you recall, India is the home of Kama sutra the very essence and depth of how love between two people can be physically expressed to its highest form and expression of pure joy, satisfaction and bliss.

Mughal King and Queen
- Love, Marriage & Romance
India is a country where people, like Romeo and Juliet would die for love. And they’ve been at it longer that Romeo and Juliet were ever penned down by Shakespeare! In fact, it is not uncommon for a girl to propose to a guy unlike in Nigeria where that is still a struggle especially amongst a cross section of guys with complex issues. In India, just a pocket of similar minded guys behave in that manner. Overall though, she still retains her dignity even if she’s the first to ask the man out. The grownup and manly response is either the guy says “Why not” or “I don’t think I’m ready for that”. Either way, the guy conducts himself well and treats the woman with respect. And hey! That never puts a wrinkle on their friendships. That’s a cue some ‘naughty’ guys need to take home, don’t you think?

Entering the metro on my way to India Gate, I found out the front coach is strictly reserved for the women folk: girls, ladies and women. No man dare cross that threshold. This was designed such that in the ensuing tight confinements often experienced while in the trains due to high volume human traffic, no girl would cry of being molested neither will any man be accused of ‘fiddling’.


Delhi is an important trade centre for harts or markets where artisans and craftsmen come to ply their wares. The traders come from all parts of India to trade. Getting to Dilli Hart, I was struck by the array of handicrafts, designs, textures, art, and richness of the handmade crafts. Be sure to stop over at these designated markets to shop for some of the best handcrafts to take home as souvenirs or mementos. 

Red Fort

Don’t forget to visit the museums, heritage sites and colossal forts in Delhi! When you visit The Red Fort, Salimgarh Fort and Siri Fort, history speaks to you when you visit these sites. They tell of the succession of conquerors and the conquered; of invasion and power; of might and defeat. But most of all they reveal how the minds of our ancestors are simply a reflection of how man was bound to have evolve to where we are today. There’s so much man can learn; so much to discover. The day we stop asking or say ‘I don’t know’, then we stop learning, discovering and knowing. May you never stop wanting to know. 

Ever heard of the Millennium City? Kingdom of Dreams? That's where part 4 of this series takes you to. Click on the link below for more India stories and discoveries.














Attribution: Red Fort by Alex Furr.