Through the eyes of Mrs. Das

     Today was a very interesting day on our vacation. We were planning on traveling to the Sun Temple at Konarak this afternoon. Mr Kapasi was the name of our tour guide. He was a very nice man and was very helpful throughout the day. He was looking forward to the Sun Temple as well as us.  But the car was very hot, considering it had to air-conditioning in it.  On our way there we saw many monkeys. In India they call them hanuman. Mr Kapasi stopped and we got a picture of them. Tina was bugging the whole time to let make paint her nails, so I eventually quickly slopped on a coat of color.  Mr. Kapasi also works as an interpreter, which is such a romantic job. He told me about the stories he had listened to at the doctor’s. Everyone was so busy with other things, it just seemed like Mr. Kapasi and I were having a private conversation. In the middle of the forever long car ride, we stopped and had some lunch with Mr. Kapasi.  He is such a great guy, loving and caring. If only my husband could be a little more like him. But after the very long ride, we finally arrived around 2:30pm. The temple was beautiful; I could not believe my eyes. The whole thing was a massive pyramid structure in the shape of a chariot. Mr. Kapasi explained much of the historic value of the temple to us. He was so sweet. But I loved the temple. It had so much history to it. And I was also very impressed with Mr. Kapasi’s knowledge of the temple. After the viewing the temple, we got back in the car for a nice long car ride. On the way back though, the family insisted to stop at some dwelling.  My husband wanted to take a picture of all of us so badly, but I was too tired to get out of the car. Plus I didn’t like the fact that monkeys were going to be all around me. While Mr. Kapasi and I waited in the car, somehow we got into the discussion of how Bobby is not Raj’s son. I’ve never told that to anyone, so I don’t even know how I spilled that.  But when I did tell Mr. Kapasi, he really had no input about it. He did not say anything, and it got me so annoyed. I thought he could help me, but he did nothing at all.  When I got very mad at him, I stormed over to my family leaving behind my crumbs. The monkeys attacked Bobby, but he lived and was fine. But in the back of my head I was so worried about Raj finding out about Bobby, what would my life be like after that?