29. March 2021.Reading time 5 minutes.
Today, India celebrates its Holi festival and with it the arrival of spring, love, colors and the victory of evil over good. A year ago, I was right in the middle of the colorful hustle and bustle. A flashback.
10. February 2021.Reading time 7 minutes.
“I feel India so much right now,” a friend wrote the other day. She has Rishikesh-sickness, another told me. And I can understand both of them so well. Rishikesh, the birthplace of yoga on the banks of Mother Ganga. Rishikesh, which whenever I see it in photos sends shivers up and down my spine, wonderful memories into my head and tears into my eyes. Rishikesh, where all the puzzle pieces I had unknowingly collected suddenly formed a picture.
23. March 2020.Reading time 6 minutes.
Bye, Rishikesh! Hello Frankfurt! I rushed out of the small town in the north of India and tumbled back to my home for the time being in Frankfurt.
17. March 2020.Reading time 8 minutes.
The current situation is like a game called “Fly home right away or stay”. But it’s an unfair game: the rules are constantly changing, but we players don’t know when and how. And that makes it difficult to plan sensible moves strategically.
12. March 2020.Reading time 7 minutes.
Up until yesterday, I wasn’t worried about the corona virus. I followed from a distance how toilet paper, noodles, rice and the like are hoarded in Germany, Europe and the rest of the western world – and felt safer in India than possibly some back home. But overnight India changed its entry requirements. And now I wonder if I could get stuck here if the situation worsens.