Bandh, originally a Hindi word meaning 'closed', is a form of protest used by political activists in some countries in South Asia like India and Nepal. During a Bandh, a large chunk of a community declares a general strike, usually lasting one day. While often it means the closing down of a major marketplace of a city for the day, there have been instances of entire Metros coming to a standstill. Bandhs are powerful means for Civil disobedience. Because of the huge impact that a Bandh has on the local community, it is much feared as a tool of protest.
--from Wikipedia
November 30, 2006
Mr. Singh picked us up at 10am and we drove to Himmat's office at Hutch to drop off the house key. There is a small section of road around the corner of the Hutch building and it is quite bad. Pot holes and deep ruts line the street. We all bumped right along in the old Ambassador taxi. Afterward, we got dropped off at the airport for our 2pm flight back to Mumbai.
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Unfortunately, we learned earlier in the morning from Daddy that there was a bandh in Mumbai, which would affect our drive from the airport back to Thane. Someone in another state desecrated a statue and got some folks mad so they called for a bandh. (It seems like there is a bandh every time we visit India!) Typically, a bandh is over by 6pm, and then you can safely go out on the roads; shops re-open, etc. Today's bandh included rioting and train burning, some of which occurred along one of the direct routes to Thane.
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We arrived in Mumbai at 4pm and waited for about an hour for our driver to pick us up. Instantly, the cool Delhi weather was gone, and we were once again facing temps over 90 degrees. I had a chill that wouldn't go away, and thought I may be getting the flu. My left eye was also oozing and red, similar to Pink Eye. I believe the eye thing was due to pollution in Delhi and my wearing contacts lenses there. My throat was also sore which was likely from the pollution too.
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After some time and several phone calls, it was suggested that we spend the night at Jaggat's flat (he is a friend of the family, who also attended our wedding in GR back in 1995). Jaggat and his family live only 5 minutes from the Santa Cruz airport. His daughter and their driver picked us up and we went home to relax. Samedh didn't enjoy his stay there because it was another new place with new people. For dinner, they served us a creamed baked veggie dish, similar to chipped ham with cream that you serve on toast. Samedh loved it and ate all the cream portions that Pankaj fed him. He didn't eat any veggies, though, because they were too hard to chew with only his gums.
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Later that evening, my body hurt so bad and I was extremely exhausted. I took my temperature, which was 101.4. I took some ibuprofen and felt better much later. Looking back to last Sunday when I threw up in Delhi, I may have had a touch of the flu all along...