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From Mumbai 2 Berlin

I am back! Out of the heat, out of the noise, strange smells and crowded streets of Mumbai and back into the chilling German automn in Berlin where the air is clean, the cars don't honk and streetlife makes me wonder whether there's a curfew. I am telling you: Berlin is totally underpopulated! Also noone looks at me: I walk down the streets - like a ghost - invisible and unperceived. I was looking for more privacy but THIS is weird! Couldn't some Indians come over here and stare at me, please? I need more attention!

At least I got a lot of attention from my family, my friends and my girlfriend from the very moment on that I arrived here on last Friday morning. It's the first time that I am alone right now and that is why it took me so long until - now - I finally write to my blog again. Back to my beloved ones from Berlin: I was wondering how it would be to see them again after such a long time and you know what? It was as if I had last seen them only a few days ago. I directly felt close and connected again. Being on the streets and watching other people reminds me that I still haven't 'arrived' completely but friends and family they are the same everywhere. It's not the place I am at home at but the people - my family, my friends, my girlfriend.

In Mumbai 'Sagar City' was my home. I really felt at home there. What made 'Sagar City' so valuable and unique for me were the people who I shared my time with there. And even though trainees kept on coming and going there was always a core of people who were like a family for me. Now - if I came back in one year - it wouldn't be the same anymore, my Sagar City family would be gone but on the other hand it would still be there somewhere else and that is: all around the world! Even better, ain't it?

And India? Will I come back? Yes, for sure. There are still places I want to see, so many people I want to meet again and things I need to show to my family that I really have to. Ok, honestly: for a tourist India is probably the most stressful country in the world with all the bargaining, wrong promises and cheating. These are things are so extreme that they can really spoil the fun and that's also why many foreigners leave India disgusted and Indians are disappointed and feel misunderstood. But these are only superficial things. I think it needs some time to overcome these first impressions and then only one can spot the real richness of India: the peacableness, the hospitality, the imperturbability, the sociability - things that are missing where I come from. I hope that I can keep these virtues in myself to some extent and import them here in Germany. As to when I come back: let yourself surprise!

Before posting some pictures now I'd like to thank all of my friends and colleagues in Mumbai for the great time I had there. I thank YOU all! I will not forget and you are always welcome to be my guests here in Berlin.

My (almost last) flatmates.

Some of my "housemates" from 603 and 1504!

And even more!

My gym mates! Who's gonna kill me now?!

And my great colleagues! I will miss chatting and joking with you.

More pictures will follow soon...

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This is Jitka - one of my coolest flatmates during my time in India. She just left my India unforeseen and for futile reasons. She was still to stay for more than 4 months but she got bullied out of the country. This is to let all of you know how disgusted and disappointed my flatmates, co-trainees and me are of what happened.

But let me slow down a little and tell you about today's events. Jitka is an AIESEC intern like I am and she arrived here in Mumbai almost two months ago. Today she called me to tell me that she would leave Mumbai tonight going back home to her home country - the Czech Republic - tonight. How could she decide such a thing so suddenly? Well, the company she was working for accused her for illicitly having accessed confidential business data in the companies network. All she did was searching the network for data she needed for her work but someone who checked the network connections interpreted it as spying. So she got fired immediately and her boss told her that she would be sued and expelled from the country. The only existing proof is a screenshot of her connection to another computer in the network.

What could one do in such a situation? What could one expect? Object and file a lawsuit and - if winnig it - continuing working in such an environment? Could she expect a compensation? No, not as intern. Without money in a foreign country and the only thing awaiting you a possible lawsuit and maybe even the police interrogating you? All she could get is a proof of innocence, no money, probably not even an excuse, just trouble. So she decided to take the next flight back home and leave the country. And that is how she got bullied out.

I am speechless about such kind of arbitrariness and its effect. It's a shame for the company she worked for as an intern and it is a shame that such a thing can happen!

Me and all my friends here are all convinced that she is innocent. But someone else was convinced that she was a hacker. Why? Well, she once created an Excel sheet with some nice formulas and people from then on thought she would be a computer genius! I can tell you after having configured her laptop at home that she is neither a computer genius and nor could she ever write a virus or access a secured network (sorry Jitka for saying this). So we are all wondering why all this happened. Paranoia? A pretext to fire her? Probably we will never find out but now we all feel unsafe and exposed to such kind of arbitrariness.

This is a lesson to all foreign interns here in Mumbai we are not her safe, we can be fired at will and without hope for recompensation! I am really very sorry to say so because I hope it would not be true but unfortunately it is! Let's all hope that things do not happen to us seeking.

Bye, Jitka!

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And again ends another weekend and the return is approaching. Nevertheless, or perhaps because I have to still enjoy the remaining time and so I am yesterday and today on a small north AIESEC conference in Mumbai had to escape from the noisy and dirty city life for a moment. I am a little tired and hung over and so I make it short and simply put some new pictures inside ...

India in the monsoon: flooded playgrounds, roads and fields

time again travel in the crowded train. On my lap, no one has set; D

Impressions at the station: fruit sale, waiting for the next train and families ...

The typical fire extinguisher station ... makes also good as Ash ....

the last sea ...

At the party: Discussions and drinking games ...

And last, a local Ficherdorf: Can rusty barges and plastic sheets as roof replacement

So much to see in two days again. Now I eat what still beautiful Indian, look still nen film with my room-mate and lay me down ...

"Yes, my friend, can run a weekend" [B-Tight]

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time out before the city settled down and rained

Actually, I have to report anything special. I just wanted to give a sign of life from me. Long as it is not now and then I'm already back home. Inside I am now in a mood of farewell, but perhaps this slight melancholy is only with the Rhinitis together, which I've now caught in the wet, fresh monsoon weather.

The monsoon began "disappointing" to. I was really well prepared, with rubber boots and rain coat and it was raining really just a weekend. In recent weeks I've started, I make fun of the monsoon and said, "So if you call this as a 3-month rainy period, we have monsoons in Europe over the entire year," but so slowly with one months delay occurs, the rain roll now. While there were only light showers every day in between, it rains almost continuously present, although not extremely strong, but enough for a light-Dear Stay At Home-Do-mood to spread.

on my list of undesirable roommate I otherwise add a new entry. Among the previous ants, lizards, cockroaches, mosquitoes and rats, I now hinzuzuzählen Unfortunately bed bugs. Bastards I tell you! They come at night from the mattress, without the bite you know it and the next day they will scratch themselves bloody. Fortunately, we have but two specimens that we have the same crush, no other place and since then our peace again. In our neighbor's apartment a Dutch intern has recently tried to send the bed bugs in a deodorant-firestorm in the happy hunting grounds, but that was not enough. Had so many that the exterminator had to come and then the landlord complained yet, if caused by lack of hygiene of the interns, I can not really confirm. Well, it definitely always interesting new creatures is to meet ...

towed at work can all now a bit there. I can not get new tasks more because I want to integrate my boss before I left no longer in new start projects. All I have to do so is my expertise to other departments to stand aside and to generate documents from which my successor can take over my accumulated knowledge. I strongly doubt it, that someone will actually read these documents, but you never know. Fulfilling it is certainly not and can again use new challenges.

Otherwise, I am undergoing further professional and voluntary exercise myself just in C + + and OpenGL (ie 3D) programming. Java is simply cleaner than C + +, but who cares of you do that? No matter.

I am considering now only if I can schedule sent at some point before I left a few days holiday, so I get the Taj Mahal still be seen. If not, then there is the list of places to be visited even if I then India again with friends or family visit, where to make my experiences for granted. But first I am already back on the clean and intact Roads in Germany, the BVG, the parks, the Internet quality of the meat, vegetables and herbs, my bike, wine, cheese, privacy, anonymity, fresh air and most of all you all!

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Get in ...

Get in ... I will show you what ... the place, gonna wind in which my people ...
Tall houses, big air, a few trees ... people on drugs, here burst dreams ...
We here in the neighborhood cope with this life ... I have all my friends from this area ... [SIDO]

Let's start here ... in the middle of India ... then we go just a little to the left and there we are there: in Mumbai ...

First, we note that, here you are not alone. This is quite good times ...

Where to go: People, people, people ...

Well, the water is not the cleanest (gray-black coloring), but that scares no one but ...

As you can also wash out like it or pee or whatever. Freedom?

Not everywhere. But how Widrich the circumstances are, the people smile ...

... especially the kids ...

.. and the adults have fun with Zugsurfen ...

At the station we meet the shoeshine boy, the next step up from the ticket sales ...

and on the street can get in one of the small stands snacks, betel nuts and cigarettes ...

This is the son of our local milk dealers. Nice guy ... always looks so sweet.

And these are some of my neighbors ...

... here also ...

And that's all of us pet or animal rather street ... from the nearest Muslim festival.

remain untouched, however, the dogs ... here sleeping in the rickshaw ...

just like this taxi driver ...

and our security guard ... always nice to relax ...

even on the street people sleep ...

... and defy all circumstances ...

... so poor they are ...

or disabled (look closely here) ...

... but there is hope (an image from a school for street children).

in this crazy city, between dirt and Modern ...


and tradition ...

And help in an emergency medicine (read this important time) ... that heals all wounds!

say Until the next time I and my boys ...
Tschüüüüüüssssss ...