Hoshaipur-My home away from home

Hoshiapur is a little town located in the North Eastern region of India. The area is generally referred to as Punjab due to having a dominant Punjab community in the area. The closest known city to it is Chandigarh and I was living in a little village called Boothgargh in Hoshiapur. I had travelled over 5500km, moving from a city life to rural lifestyle to volunteer teaching the children in this region. This trip however ended up changing my life forever and it seems like I am the one who was taught by them. I met a community that had never seen an African, and a black African at that, yet they took me in as their daughter, sister, granddughter, friend-love was in abundance. I made some of my greatest friendships here, I started breaking stereotypes here, I started living here, I started discovering me here.



A newborn baby signifies fresh beginnings and blessings

Things to do in Hoshiapur:

1) Engage in their culture

a) Dressing: The dominant community in the area is Punjab with the main religion being Sikhism. The men wear turbans to cover their hair whilst the women dress in Punjabi suits. It was interesting to note that most of these outfits were made by the women in their homes and I had the privilege of having mine made by a friend’s mother. We were not required to dress as such and only asked to dress modestly-though I did enjoy any time I wore this outfit.


b) b) Greetings –When greeting each other, the individuals will clasp their hands together, bow slowly and say-Sat sri Akal-which is then repeated by the respondent. This statement roughly translates to “God is the ultimate truth” and is the common mode of greeting.

c) Gender separation: The men and women do not mix unless they are family. This you will easily observe on the  streets and even in the classes where boys sit on one side and the girls on the other side. At first, I was greatly troubled by this but with time came to accept it. However, being a foreigner, we were exempt from this rule and we tried to keep the interactions as general as possible.


Segregartion-boys and girls sit separately

d) Dance-The Punjab and the Indian community generally love to dance. Dance isn’t just a way to pass time, it is their way of life. Learn to dance-they will readily teach you. They mainly dance with their feet and their hands and their songs and dance are very enjoyable. I danced, danced and danced some more.


Dancing to Punjab music-India


Dancing away to more Punjab Music-India


Showing my skills at Punjab music-India

e)Eat their delicacies-They are strict vegetarians thus allow your system to be filled with a variety of beautiful vegetarian dishes. I love my meat but during my visit there, I could not get enough of the Paranthas, Dhaal (lentils), rice, rotis (bread), pakoras among others–yum yum, I am getting hungry just at the memory.



Pakoras-Indian delicacies



2) Make friends


Amazing friendships-Forever greatful

The community we stayed with went over and above the call of duty to make us feel at home. Continuously, several homes would invite us to dine with them, dance with them or even just hang out. Take rides with them on the public transport, share life stories, laugh, cry, live, sit with them on the floor, eat together and allow your life to be changed for the better. This allowed us to delve deeper into understanding them and their culture and to date, some of them are still my very good friends.


Among great friends-Thanks to Dhillon family for making us feel at home

3) Accept different to be a good thing

Oh my gosh, the differences between my life and the life here were worlds apart. Everywhere I looked, I saw differences, the food they ate-they are strict vegetarians, the clothes they wear-the Punjab ladies wear the Punjabi suits daily, the accommodation-I would be staying in a Sikh Temple (gurudwara) compound, during events people would sit on the floor to eat together, the language, the religion, norms, you name it-the differences were glaring.


When I arrived in this area, I caused a buzz-I was the first black person they had ever seen –live. Curiosity, amazement and anxiety betrayed their bewilderment. Some even stared at me –point blank without uttering a word. However, instead of them being racist or nasty, they went out of their way to make “the different one” feel at home.


Enjoying a meal with great friends

At first I was a bit scared-almost wanting to return home-to the usual I identified with, but, the love that resonated from this community engulfed me and soon I was almost a complete Punjabi lady. One of the elders of the village whom I came to call grandpa would religiously bring me fruits twice a week –as he had heard that in Africa, we like fruits and thus he didn’t want me to miss home much. The young ones would come spend time with us after classes, show us around and ask me tales of Africa. The parents took us in and treated us like one of their own. They appreciated our differences and highlight our similarities- we all need friends and family, we all need love, we are all  human.


Greatful to the Deep and Saini families for treating us like their own

I thus learnt some of the language, learnt the dances and music, loved  their food, loved my Punjab attire,  loved the people and soon they felt like family. Some of the people we interacted with spoke no English and my Punjab was very basic. I however learnt that one doesn’t need to speak the same language to communicate. Smiles, body language, sign language and sometimes sheer silence is a means of communication.


Mrs Dhillon from Boothgarh-Treated me like herdaughter-forever greatful



Amongst new friends


4)Learn to cook


Enjoying preparing food with the community

I mentioned their food is oh so good, the best thing you can do is learn to cook. One thing that impressed me was that even the men are actively involved in cooking both at home and in the functions they have. The people are always too willing to cook you a meal so you may as well learn to cook or you will suffer withdrawal symptoms like I did when we left.






5) Learn basic words

Greetings – Sat sri Akal

Thank You- Sukriya/Shukria

Good- Acha

Bad – Bura

I love you -Mai tainu pyar karda haan (male to female)

I love you-Mai tainu pyar kardi haan ( female to male )

Welcome- Shishri Akal

6) Get involved in their festivals


Happy with the food and friends

During my visit, there were several festivals and as much as possible we got involved. During festivals, the whole community comes together, work together, assist each other and have a good time together. At this time, there is no male or female roles, all are equals working towards the success of a festival.


Even men cook at community events-I was thoroughly impressed


The ladies showing their prowess at cooking

The men cook and clean, the women cook and clean, all parties dance albeit respectfully and the warmth and love can be felt all round. I got to attend a gurudwara(temple) official opening as well as a national public holiday among others.


Dont they look bright and bautiful-India

7) Explore your environs

The Boothgargh area being a rural area, the area is mainly farmland and livestock. The air is clean, the mooing of cows a constant song. The highlight though for me was the frogs that came to dry land at night-littering the pathways, I became immune to their phobia.


Cows that I still believe are buffalos

We explored Boothgargh region, visiting various homes, schools, farms, functions etc. We then ventured out to both the immediate environs and beyond. This allowed us to also experience the diversity that is in the area and share our culture with them. We had time to visit and stay at Adamwarl village which was a completely different cultural experience. The community there is mainly Hindu and again, the love and warmth the people showed us was overwhelming. Everything from opening their homes to us, teaching us their culture, dancing with us, being our tour guides to becoming our lifelong friends are experiences I will cherish forever


With our hosts at Adamwarl and the five musketeers-Carlos,Karen,Becky and Annie

8) Ride the public transport

You must, you have to try out the various interesting options available. First up-ride the interesting vehicle as seen below called a tuktuk . It is quite comfy, seats many people and though looks scary-is an alright mode of transport. The other common means of transport are tuktuks and buses. Be prepared to be annoyed by the constant honking that they do.


Our mode of Transport-Now thats what I call cool

9) Vaccination:

I highly advise you to get your vaccination shots prior to your trip,I didnt even know they were advised. I didnt have any vaccination shots as I embarked on this trip which later on came to bite me -literally. I got bitten by a dog-yes-or rather it attempted but I was too fast for it. It is the funniest story, there I was walking in the village when I came across three ladies walking their dog. We said our plesantries and as we passed each other, a gut feeling made me jump and then turn back. The dog had actually also turned and attempted to bite me. Luckily the jump and having been wearing heavy trousers  only allowed it to scratch the skin behind my knee with its teeth.  I am convinced to date that it was unable to comprehend the “black being” thus the attack. The owners were very apologetic and they applied firstaid-which was washing the wound and later applying chillie to sanitize it. Worry not, I eventually went for my anti-rabies shot though my first shot was done at a chemist, the challenges of accessing health care in the rural area. This issue became a community issue with everyone coming to check up on me to ensure I was well.


I had to get my anti-raboes by hook or by crook

10: Live:

Live, live , live. Share with those around you, You. Learn as much as you can from those around you but also teach them about yourself, your home, your culture, your faith as you may be the only “different” person they would ever interact with. Incorporate positive learning points from them without going against the core of your being.


These people opened my eyes to what hospitality, friendship, love, humanity and community is all about. If only the world as a whole would learn from these people, there would be no racism, stereotyping or discrimination of any kind. I still miss my people in Hoshaipur and will definitely try to visit again.

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