Day 8
We started off our day bright and early (or should we say dark and early) as we were up at 4:45am for our 6am mass at the motherhouse of Missionaries of Charity. We joined the sisters, a range of international volunteers and guests for the Mass. After the Mass, we visited her tomb which was a surreal experience. We returned to the accommodation to get a couple hours sleep before a brunch with the Brothers. We layered on the deet and the factor 50 before embarking on our personally guided walking tour of the city with the students. We were so grateful for their time that they graciously gave us as they will complete the IOS next week (their equivalent of the big LC).
We started off
with a bang as we quite literally “jumped” on to the bus and got some airtime
on the journey, over some unexpected and unwelcome potholes. Ed Sheeran bangers
pumping out of the speakers provided a welcome distraction from the few jolts every
now and then. We flew off the bus (due to the lack of doors) and once more went
down to the River Hoogly which was crowded as many were cleansing as the Hindu
festival of Shivratri will be happening tonight. The whole day the city was a
buzz with preparation for and anticipation of the festivities tonight. As we
walked the city, we were greeted with sounds of drums and cheers in the streets.
The colourful flowers, decorated deities and streams of lights, reminded us all
why Kolkata is dubbed “The City of Joy”.
We then took
the ferry over the River to Howrah, where we were greeted with unreal views of
the Howrah Bridge, which we would soon by standing on! The water was glistening
in the 30 degree heat and I think it is safe to say the Irish girls were feeling
it, which was met only with confusion by the Indian girls in long sleeves and
jeans .
We then
went into Howrah Station, the largest station in India and second largest in
the world! It’s 24 platforms diminishing our admiration of Houston Stations. We
got to see the VIP fast train to New Delhi
about to embark on its 18-hour journey. We made our way out and over to the
Howrah Bridge to make the journey across, which 10 million people make every single
day, to and from the city!
Little did
we think the trajectory of our lives were about to change with our upcoming
journey in the Tuk-Tuk… As the Tuk-Tuks were being pulled over we hadn’t a clue
we were about to enter a real-life game of Mario Kart.
We took a
quick break in the Indian Coffee House to get the heart rates down to an
acceptable level. The students from the University across the road would meet
here to plan the revolution which took place in 1947. It felt like stepping
back to a place frozen in time. The coffee was welcomed with open arms
especially from those (Eva) who was suffering from headaches due to the lack of
caffeine. This was such a lovely opportunity to talk to the students and bond
over our shared loved of Tay Tay (Taylor Swift), showing good music knows no
bounds.
Despite our
best efforts, we missed our tram back and instead we walked back to the School
taking in the electric atmosphere of the city. We finished off our fabulous day
with a game of basketball with our friends. We arrived back to the accommodation
to watch the highly awaited grudge match between India vs Pakistan with the Brothers.
It was a
day trademarked by friendship and companionship between the teachers, Brothers
and students alike. The kindness that has been shown to us by our hosts we will
never forget and carry with us for our lives. As their kindness is not only
shown through their generosity of spirit, but through their actions. Them giving
up their weekend after an incredibly busy week and upcoming exams, speaks louder about
their characters than any words can describe.
















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