I missed the Chinese Nite. After I attended the Nepalese Nite a few weeks ago, I said to myself that I would join every cultural event that's gonna happen in Brookings - Chinese night was supposedly part of the list. Whatever was in my mind that time that I completely forgot the affair, was just unforgivable. I just couldn't accept the fact that the event was on a weekend and normally my schedules would allow some extra time for merrymaking. I could have been in the Chinese nite, eating noodles, meeting new friends, learning the culture, watching presentations and a lot more. Because of a lapse of memory (was it due to blogging?), I could only regret and blame myself for missed the fun and learning.
When I learned about the Indian Nite, I quickly took note of it in my calendar. It'd be so stupid to miss it. Bought the ticket for 6 dollars, well, a little cheaper than the Nepalese Nite. Since I had Indian friends before in the Netherlands, I have a little understanding of the Indian culture. However, I wanted to know more.
Last Sunday, finally, my memory never failed me. It was a well-attended event with so many Indians around. Of course what would I expect, it was their nite. But it was also our nite, because the main reason of holding the event was to promote India and thus, we, the guests coming from different countries, were the honorable invitees.
India is a country of historic trade routes and vast empires. Watching the slide presentation with old temples in every corner of the region, wow, what a cultural wealth indeed for such a flourishing nation in Asia.
I love the part when Mahatma Gandhi was featured. Gandhi was a major political and spiritual leader of India and the Indian independence movement. He is known as the Father of the Nation. What was impressive of his life was his commitment to non-violence and truth even in the most extreme situations. It was just inspiring.
The food was spicy. I noticed Indians love sweets too. Among the dishes that night, I personally liked the pea curry and the beans which was cooked like Pinoy 'mongo'.
The dresses were very colorful. Take a look.
Most of their presentations were dances. Not a single Indian sang. Does that mean they aren't fond of singing?
A Filipino nite would completely be the opposite. It would be a just pure singing - solo, duet, group - hours of karaoke madness. Oh, I am hoping that one to happen very soon.
I wonder what is next? Filipino Nite? Keep posted...
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