Do you remember my problems with the care taker in the hostel? Well, it wasn’t solved.
Care taker reported me to the hostel manager. That is something I could handle – they are their supervisors and employers. I had a pretty nice and fair conversation with him, he accepted the letter from my father and I thought that the problem was solved.
Next day my IAESTE friend called me, when I was sick in bed, and said that the main university exchange coordinator wants to see me. The next day I forced myself to go out of my room and went to meet the gentleman.
Well, it was not a conversation or discussion. It was a monologue, quite polite, but with not much willingness to listen to my arguments. Main conclusion? If he receives one more e-mail about me I am in trouble. If I get kicked out of the hostel, it is not his problem. As I am officially registered there, he cannot keep me here if I am not staying in the hostel so I will have to go back to Poland. No discussion, veto, zdradzieckie mordy. I just tried to demand that they at least put the signature list on the ground floor, not on 12th. As I live on 14th and get the drinking water from 13th, it is just more effort and energy waste.
As a result of that conversation I got so mad, that – still politely – I concluded that India is a chaos, but Indians make it even more chaotic by themselves. That they would rather put all the effort they put in keeping me in my bed into the health care quality. And – that was too harsh – that the British colonization was the best what happened to them, because at least they got some order.
Results? My dad is mad at me for being harsh and disrespectful to the other culture. My coordinator is mad at me even more. Other inters already took popcorn to observe and enjoy my struggle. Luckily the lovely IAESTE crew is still by my side, and thank you, guyyyz, for that.
Coming back to the colonization – yes, after saying that I realized that it was not the most propriate comment of my life, and that I definitely did not make my situation better.
My German friend, also a BLOGGER, said: Just told a middle-aged German/Austrian/Russian that the Polish partitions were the best thing that could have happened to Poland because at least they gained some order. Very bad? Didn’t wanna go too far by saying this about the German occupation in WW2 but it sounds about as bad what you said.
And now, afterwards – as always – I see my mistake. But do I fully agree? No.
Apart from all the criminalism, bloody mistakes, cruelty and demage which partirions or WW2 did to Poland, just look at the architecture of Wroclaw (Breslau) and Gdansk (Danzig). And – that is discussable – but look how much knowledge about human anatomy (I’m a BioMedEng) we gained from those times. The same – I think India to some extent benefitted from the British.
I think I wrote about it already, but Indians really look up to the Western people. I never treat them superior, I show them a lot of positive attitude and respect, but they somehow feel as if they needed to treat me like a princess – again, apart from the IAESTE Indians who are really really europeanized. Apart from the moments when they stare at you in a very creepy way. Anyway, I do not feel in danger. I felt worse when I was stared at by the Arabic men or the Polish construction workers. India is just too peaceful to make me feel insecure.
Another thing is the student – professor relationship. I guess my professor already got used to European interns coming from a different culture. I do the small talk with him, he bears gently all my comments and jokes, he is not much surprised that I am honest, open-minded and not afraid to speak up.
As I do not really get much educational value from my nanotechnology internship, I decided to attend a few courses of Biomedical Engineering department, which will be useful for my Bachelor thesis which I already started to write. I go for the lectures of Biomaterials & Prosthetics and Biomechanics & Biodynamics. The courses are really nice and provide me with a nice revision of what I already know, as well as help me write down my thoughts and knowledge, what is necessary for the thesis.
What I have noticed is a lot of respect from students to the teacher (who all notabene bear the PhD degree) – unlike in Sweden, and teachers are really educational authorities – unlike in Sweden.
The only bad surprise was the sentenced pronounced by the professor on one of my first lectures. I ask students qustions irrespectively on sex. I directly told him that for my European standards what he said is a sci-fi…