{"id":1022,"date":"2019-01-15T20:23:46","date_gmt":"2019-01-16T02:23:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/?p=1022"},"modified":"2020-09-18T09:51:49","modified_gmt":"2020-09-18T14:51:49","slug":"india-chronicles-5-in-sickness-and-in-health-indore","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/2019\/01\/india-chronicles-5-in-sickness-and-in-health-indore\/","title":{"rendered":"India Chronicles: #5 \u2013 In Sickness and In Health \u2013 Indore"},"content":{"rendered":"
Indore. ~2 million people rich. Recently cleaned up. Home to my husband.<\/p>\n
I doubt I would ever set foot in this town in the central part of India if I had not married my husband. And here we were, rich with new memories from the North, and I, with the loss of my voice. When I lost my voice, I suddenly missed my mother. It had only been five days since we arrived in India. The first time I coughed, my mother brought me Banafsha, <\/em>hot herbal therapy, instantly. I laughed her off stating that pollution caused my cough. She ignored me, proud of the Banafsha<\/em> curing my cough. She noted when my cough ceased. She kept feeding me the medicinal herb. It mattered less her own leg hurt her every time she walked. It mattered less (to her) she experienced blurry vision ahead of our travel to the Taj Mahal. She said she cured me with Banafsha<\/em>. Having landed in Indore, away from her, suddenly down with Laryngitis and an obnoxious cough, I knew, my mother did not cure me with Banafsha, she cured me with love.<\/em> So, here is my paragraph dedicated to my mother who often takes the back seat but is dearly loved for her selflessness and unparalleled love.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The first day in Indore, we traveled to Ujjain, an hour away, a route my husband frequented between his engineering school and home. There, we met with his relatives and I learned about his culture and customs.<\/p>\n The next day, we paid a visit to my husband late father followed by a visit to his schools and a get together with his extended family.<\/p>\n