Borra caves…a risk worth taking – YCP Hoina 2013

Click this link Borra caves…a risk worth taking – YCP Hoina 2013. and read about a monkey guarded cave in India!

~P.

I was on top of the world, and then I tripped

This morning I was up at 5 AM to have a little time on the computer before going for a hike and climbing up a mountain in India. Not something I get to say everyday. The boys were late meeting with the York College students and we didn’t actually start our walk until nearly 6:30 AM. Time is relative in India, we have come to learn, and just because someone says they will meet you at a certain time, don’t expect them to keep their word. Finally, we were off.

It was still a little dark out and drizzling slightly.

It was still a little dark out and drizzling slightly.

The boys said the walk was 2 kilometers in distance or 1.25 miles so I wasn’t worried. (They changed their story after the walk and said it was more like 6 km or 3 and a half miles, give or take. They didn’t want to scare us off I guess.) The walk to the mountain was interesting. As we passed through the village people stared like we were the local sideshow…oh yeah, we are the sideshow this month. It’s not everyday the HOINA boys walk through the village with ten females. Everyone was friendly though, waving as we passed through. It seems to be rare to encounter someone who isn’t friendly in India to be honest.

We reached the area where construction is taking place. There were piles and piles of stones where there will be schools and condominiums built. Some of the boys decided to run across the piles of stones. I walked around them as they weren’t very stable and I still had the mountain to conquer. The boys got a kick out of sinking into the stones and sliding down the sides. The billboards proudly proclaimed some major construction coming in the future. I know India is hurting for living space but it seemed a bit sad to see the trees coming off the mountainside.

sprinting across the stones

sprinting across the stones

The future of the mountain

The future of the mountain

So we took the sometimes really skinny trail toward the top of the mountain. It was only cleared about 3/4th of the way up. The “road” and I use that term lightly, came to an abrupt end where the bulldozer sat waiting for someone to fire it up and resume clearing the mountainside. The drill holes where the dynamite was dropped in was obvious. The thought of dynamite in this country scares me…

The view was amazing but a bit hazy. I think it a combination of humidity and smog. It might have just been the weather also because it was raining but hot, unlike home which is raining and really cold. Freezing cold and that’s not happening in India, not even in the freezer.

Top of the world...ok, just the side of the mountain, but close enough.

Top of the world…ok, just the side of the mountain, but close enough.

Our mountain guides

Our mountain guides

So on our way back down I couldn’t help but notice the rock wall that beckoned me to climb it. A couple of my classmates walked up to it but just didn’t have the guts to go for it. I said, “I think I can climb that.” My new brothers were adamant with, “No, sister, too dangerous.” They don’t realize I enjoy a smidgen of danger and sometimes a spattering! So I handed over my camera and bag and went for it, and it was easy to scale. I just didn’t stop or think about it, only focused on moving forward and up and in no time, I was at the top, pulling myself over the ledge. No problem, my brothers! After they saw the “mom” of the group could do it without a hitch, they all followed like sheep.  Baaaaa!

Sheep Leader

Sheep Leader

My sheep

My sheep

After the climactic climb, we made our way back down the mountain. The view was just amazing as the fog/smog burned off. At one point I yelled down the mountain to Caitlin…amazing how the voice can carry. The villagers probably heard my shout out to my sister from another mother. We saw some vintage farm equipment on the way back. I guess it’s vintage, but around here, you never know. It was decorated for Christmas either way. 😉

Taking the easier way back down

Taking the easier way back down

This roller wishes you a Merry Christmas

This roller wishes you a Merry Christmas

We were nearly back to the village and actually walking on paved road. Yes, there are some smoothly paved roads out in the middle of no where. It was pretty amazing considering we have spent so much time on dirt roads, bouncing around like beans inside maracas, and the next thing I know gravity has taken over as my left ankle took a bad turn. I can’t get over that I can play cricket with teenagers and climb a rock wall, but I can’t walk down a paved road with out nearly breaking my ankle. I didn’t actually trip (just sounded good in the title) nor did I fall to the ground, but I did manage a nice sprain. I took it easy the rest of the day and with some pain killers (no prescription needed in India!) I’m feeling pretty good today, maybe not on top of the world, but much better than last night!

The sprain was a drain

The sprain was a drain

Loving India but can’t wait to come back home!

~P.

 

Hospitals in India

Healthcare in India

I had my first ever tour of an Indian hospital on Wednesday. Those who know me well know that it takes something rather monumental to bother me. This not only bothered me, I didn’t go into the second hospital until my professor came outside and told me to come in, but that is getting ahead of my story.

The first hospital, King George Hospital, is run by the government. I knew it was a bad sign when the departments were spelled incorrectly outside the hospital. I realize India uses the British form of English, but trust me, even the Brits aren’t this creative in their spelling.

As soon as we walked into the lobby area I was mortified to see a sign hanging, posted with used syringe needles. Are you freaking kidding me? How can these people be nurses and doctors and still use a needle to hang a sign thanking 2013 for the lessons they learned and claim to be prepared for 2014? Just the fact the sign is hanging there, held by needles, meant they haven’t learned jack shit.

Our first stop was the emergency room area. There wasn’t any action at the time so you would think someone would take time to clean up after the recent rush of patients, but that wasn’t the case. My skin began to creep looking around. The stacking plastic chairs transformed into wheelchairs…wow, that is creative in fulfilling a necessity. Rust is obviously a huge problem in India as the humidity is enough to keep my hair curling and turn all metal into dust. On our way to the dermatology treatment room I noticed the direction to pick up the swine flu. We did not go that direction, thank you Jesus.

In the room that is designated for skin care I couldn’t help but wonder how the hell people don’t develop more skin diseases from just entering. This was supposed to be where you go to get rid of a rash, not pick one up. There should never be a standing bowl of water for a wash area anywhere in India. It’s an invitation for the mosquitoes to gather and multiply and the one sink that was in the room I wouldn’t touch with gloves on much then yet wash my hands. Either the sink couldn’t be completely turned off or no one ever bothered to try because the water that is supposed to be conserved just ran in a thin stream the entire time we were in this horrid room. I’m sure we left with a skin disease.

We passed the laboratory and I chose not to enter. I couldn’t get past the fact that Dr. Frankenstein probably had a nicer set up. We exited King George (he should be rolling over in his grave to have this joint named after him) and everyone but me re-entered in another area. I had zero interest in seeing anymore filth. I told my classmate, Caitlin, I wasn’t going in and she passed the word to our professor. He wasn’t concerned, but while I was out there a local started trying to talk to me. I had no clue what he was saying since I don’t speak Telegu. He pulled out a plastic sleeve similar to what our car insurance card might be used for and it said police on it. I almost laughed since he obviously was NOT a police officer. He must have thought I was a foreigner who just fell off the turnip truck. I just kept saying English, English and then another local stopped and translated that this man wanted to know if I needed help. I said “No, I am waiting for my friend inside.” The second man passed this on but I suppose the wannabe cop wasn’t happy. He went and found a real policeman and said something to him. The officer asked me if I needed help and I repeated myself. He nodded and motioned that I could resume sitting. No sooner had I sat down and Fyfe came outside and told me to come back into the hospital of King Vile, I mean George. I went along, not pleased, and viewed more unbelievable sights.

After entirely too long we finally left the first hospital. The next one was a hospital that practiced Ayurvedic medicine. I stayed on the bus with six of my classmates. We had seen enough. Caitlin, the only one of the six of us who is studying to be a doctor said even she had seen enough and preferred dead people over the tragic condition of King George hospital. Caitlin is studying to be a coroner. I hope after she graduates medical school to follow her around at work one day. That will be incredibly interesting and dead bodies can’t smell worse than India. I did snap a few pictures of the city while we waited for the rest of our class. It’s amazing how many houses can be built in one small area by just stacking them on top of each other and praying to the god of support beams they don’t come crashing down on a family of fifteen in the middle of the night.

We drove past the Bay of Bengal on our way to the maternity hospital. The ships on the water were eerie and the caught fish drying out along the road did not make anyone hungry. Imagine that.

I chose to go into the maternity hospital because I just love babies and was curious to see if there would be some hygienic improvement because infants were being born here. It was minimal. With the great concern about the spread of AIDS in this county, the methods of handling blood and newborns was just shocking, and I’m not easily shocked. There is NO privacy for any patients. We were allowed to look at patient records, walk through treatment rooms and get this, enter a delivery room while the mother was being stitched up. Her baby had JUST been born and she had passed the placenta. Had we not been at the Ayurvedic Hospital, we probably could have witnessed the birth. They cleaned the baby off and wrapped her in a blanket, placing her under a warming lamp. I asked if I could take her picture and the nurse said yes. Amazing.

Next we went to the maternity ward where the recent mothers and babies stay for about two days. I felt crowded when I shared a room with another mother. I can’t imagine giving birth and spending two days in that crowded nightmare. After passing through the ward we went to the NICU or infant intensive care. We were all shocked when they welcomed us in, just had to take off our shoes. The doctor had on ripped jeans and was all about prying the baby’s eyes open to show she had jaundice. I would have taken his word for it. He even offered to let one of the nursing students touch the baby’s back but she politely declined stating she didn’t have on gloves. We saw boxes of gloves, but I don’t recall a single employee using gloves. I guess the gloves are reserved for heavy bleeders. The doctor said babies born at six months or earlier do not live. He said it so matter of fact it took us a while to realize that preemies had zero chance of living in India and even those born at full-term were still at risk.

So many women have the HIV virus in India that there is a constant line of pregnant women waiting to be tested. From what I understand, having the virus while pregnant does not mean your child will be born with the virus so all mothers get tested. If they are positive, they are informed that breastfeeding will pass on the virus, but so many mothers have no way of buying formula they nurse their child and infect them rather than let them starve. I, and I’m sure everyone reading this post, cannot imagine being in a situation where I either let my child die of starvation or infect them with a disease that has no cure. This experience has opened my eyes to the amazing health care we receive in America and how grateful we should be that our government gives a damn. There was nothing about this Indian hospital that made me believe there was any true desire on the government’s behalf to improve the quality of life and health care for Indian citizens.

After returning to the HOINA campus, I seriously considered pouring bleach over my entire body.

I may never recover from seeing this. Click the first thumbnail to view India’s governmental disgrace. (Purely my opinion, of course)

~P.

How India Affects Your Senses

Journal Prompt: What in India has affected our senses?

I would say it is impossible not to have every human sense affected while visiting India. So I’m going to break down the sense and list what the affects have been for me personally.

Eyes:

India is both beautiful and ugly. While riding in the train and looking out at the countryside I could appreciate the beauty it held with the lush grass and trees. Once away from the towns, the dust does not settle on ever item and the beauty is able to how through.

luciousness

lusciousness

On the other hand, in the towns and cities the pollution, trash, dead animals and fecal waste are impossible to ignore. Human and animal feces and urine is everywhere from the sidewalks, roadways, train stations, back alleys, etc. The bathrooms on the trains go directly to the tracks and it’s just a hole to pee and poo in. I, by the way, mastered the art of the pee/poo hole….there is no avoiding the smells.

How to pee on an Indian train.

How to pee on an Indian train.

The garbage is piled up nearly everywhere and animals as well as humans pick through it in hopes of finding anything edible or of some type of value. Also affecting the eyes is the constant smoke of things being burned with the purpose to dispose of trash, keep warm or for ceremonial purposes.

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Taking a wiz

Taking a wiz

There are also beautiful monuments and tombs in India. The Red Fort, The Abandoned City and of course, the Taj Mahal were breath-taking.

HOINA is beautiful, full of colorful mosaics and smiling children and adults. If I were single and childless, I could live here and make this my life.

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Ears:

The noise at times is nearly unbearable. The constant horn blowing is fucking annoying as hell. This took me the longest to adjust to because I am mentally agitated by beeping, tapping and clicking noises. This ranges from someone chewing with their mouth open or constantly sniffling (happens often in India, not just by the Indians) to the horns blowing incessantly. The only time it didn’t bother me was New Year’s Eve during the day when I laid down for a nap and the horns almost sounded like music as I drifted off for a two hours snooze.

Beep freaking Beep!

Beep freaking Beep!

At HOINA, it is much quieter, at least after the children go to bed. LOL I enjoy listening to the wild animals, especially the birds. They chatter and sometime sound like screaming monkeys. The baby goats are adorable and they mew like kittens and the cows….well, the cows go moo.  There are no foxes here.

A 6 day old kid!

A 6 day old kid!

Nose:

The smell of India with the exception of the food is just vile. Vile really isn’t a strong enough word to describe the smell. First of all there is the fecal matter and urine that reeks, followed by the burning of wood or cow poop that also affects the eyes. The trip on the Ganges was the most unpleasant experience as far as smells were concerned. I wrapped my face in my sweater to keep the smell from permanently damaging the lining of my nostrils. The cremation ceremony smell was unpleasant, not that I expected anything less but seriously, hands down, the cow shit everywhere is the worst. Sacred or not, their poo is rank.

One smelly sacred cow

One smelly sacred cow

The polluted Ganges River

The polluted Ganges River

At least at HOINA the entire campus and the road outside of the orphanage is clean. There is nothing they can do about the polluted stream running through the property, but all trash is promptly removed and we are able to breath fresh air! If only all of India were this clean and pleasant to smell. The children are given daily showers and the building are swept and mopped after every meal.

The stream through HOINA is green with a top layer of oily slime.

The stream through HOINA is green with a top layer of oily slime.

Mouth:

The food is amazing. There has only been one meal where I did not like anything and I snuck back to my room with Caitlin and chowed down on French’s fried onions, cheddar and bacon squeezy cheese, sliced pepperoni and Pringle’s salt and vinegar chips. We followed that up with the Snickers bars and felt satisfied for the time being. Other than that bad lunch experience, the tastes have been amazing and I am pretty much willing to try anything. This morning Sarayna and I were watching Tupreti cook and thought she was shaving cheese. A small piece fell to the table where Sarayna and I were snapping sugar peas. Sarayna picked it up and closely examined it, taking a sniff; put couldn’t determine what it was. I held out my hand and she dropped the morsel in. I squeezed in and it was soft so I popped it into my mouth. Saranya’s eyes bulged but I happily announced it was sugar. “Oh my God you’re brave!” she laughed. I laughed also but acknowledged, “Sometimes I act before I think.”

Deliciousness

Deliciousness

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Touch:

This is interesting to write about because touching and being touched are very different. I am not accustomed to children being so aggressive in touching me. It’s not that I don’t like children but once one, then two, then three are pulling on me, hanging from me or right in my face, it gets overwhelming. And in addition to being overwhelmed the weight of the girls is very stressful to my back. I can feel my spine twisting as the girls wrap their arms around me tightly or pull my arms in different directions. I honestly believe this is why I have found spending time at the boys campus more enjoyable. The boys are respectful of personal space because I am female and do not touch me at all. We talk, laugh and play cricket without my body feeling like it is being pulled in multiple directions. Also, my personal sense of touch came alive when I picked up the cricket bat for the first time and took a swing, smashing the ball into the outfield. Immediately after that my sense of hearing was delighted as the boys let out a loud “Woooooooooo!!!!” followed by clapping and yelling, “Good hit sister!” That made my day, maybe even my entire trip, to feel so accepted in their game. I can’t wait to play in the tournament with them and I feel honored to be asked. Caitlin and I are crushers!!

They love to be close!

They love to be close!

Allie, Sarah, Caitlin and I played cricket with the boys!  It was awesome!

Allie, Sarah, Caitlin and I played cricket with the boys! It was awesome!

Tonight the children open their Christmas gifts…I plan to video tape the mass gift opening!

Peace and Love and only good smells,

~P.

At the airport and Cabana Hotel – YCP Hoina 2013

Detail from our first day of travel.  Nothing to exciting yet but we get excited about even the little things….like the fuel pouring out of the wing of our first airplane.  That was fixed and two and a half hours later we were on our way.

At the airport and Cabana Hotel – YCP Hoina 2013. <—click it!

Co-production in the Film Industry between Hollywood and Bollywood

Co-production in the Film Industry between Hollywood and Bollywood

Pattie Crider

York College of Pennsylvania

Abstract

The film industry worldwide has been recognized as a business that requires a cohesive effort of many to produce a single product. This paper will examine the production process in Hollywood, the film “capital” of the United States to that of Bollywood, the film industry of India. The production process of filming and advertising between the two differs greatly. Hollywood has realized the effectiveness of the Bollywood industry and has taken steps to become involved in the production of Indian films seeking to be part of this multi-million dollar industry. This essay will discuss the involvement of film companies from the United States in the attempt to reap the benefits of films produced in the Bollywood industry. I predict there will be a difficult learning curve for the American film companies to realize what makes Bollywood productions successful.

Keywords: Hollywood, Bollywood, film industry

The Co-production of the Film Industry between Hollywood and Bollywood

            Hollywood and Bollywood are the largest film industries in the world respectively. Each country had their own method of producing and promoting the films that best serves them financially. The differences between the two are numerous. To better understand how the film industry functions in each country, I will briefly examine each prior to discussing the joint efforts of the two film leaders. This examination will help to understand the great financial differences and risks involved for the film company.

Hollywood Productions

            The first feature movie was produced in Hollywood, California in 1911, and the name “Hollywood” became so widely associated with the business that it became the accepted name for the entire industry. Hollywood functions as an industry that is backed by individuals willing to risk large amounts of money with only a possibility of gaining a profit. A movie, even one that is an instant hit may take a decade or more to recoup the initial investment.  The time required to see a profit may be the reason individuals are not eager to invest. “If I’m sitting on $2 billion, will I invest in a Hollywood studio?” asks Anita Elberse, a Harvard Business School professor who studies the entertainment industry (Davidson, 2012). Because of the great risks involved, the movie productions in the United States are generally left to the established film giants, those being Sony, Disney, Warner Brothers, and 20th Century Fox. (Rasul & Proffitt, 2012) These mentioned film companies’ front millions of dollars to cover the expenses of production from the purchase of a script to the casting agents, and securing a promising actor. “The nature of the film industry, particularly in the West, is intrinsically different from other media in that it relies on the viewer to generate revenue rather than advertisers or funding by the government” (Rasul & Proffitt, 2012). In other words, if the movie is released at the cost of millions and it flops in the theater, there is little that can be done to recoup the investment. To help defray the cost of production, the companies rely on profits from DVD sales, product placement agreements, and film releases abroad.

Bollywood Productions

            Cinema in India is a two billion dollar a year industry (Das, 2009). The production of movies in India differs from Hollywood in two different ways. First, the actors are the major draw in Indian cinema and secondly, the production and distribution of these films are controlled by the relatives and close friends of the major Bollywood stars (Rasul & Proffitt, 2012). This tight-knit group of friends and relatives keep the cost of production to a minimum in order to maximize the films profit. Also to increase the profit line, Bollywood accepts brand placement deals from multinational advertisers (Nelson & Devanthan, 2006). The deal struck between a consumer product company and an Indian production house will allow for a substantial increase to the filming budget. In some instances, Western companies will pay for a consumer product to be placed in multiple scenes or added to the background to promote these products, directly or subconsciously, in Indian film. For example, in 2001, Coca-Cola paid $670,000 (approximately 20% of the film’s production costs) to have the stars drink Coca-Cola in the movie and have Coca-Cola signage added to the scenery during filming (Nelson & Devanthan, 2006). This product placement increases Indian awareness of Western products and allows globalization to enter into the daily lives of movie viewers. Unlike movie viewing in the West, people visit cinemas in India nearly daily. There are 13,000 cinemas across India and nearly 11,000,000 people of India’s 1 billion citizens watch a movie daily. This places Bollywood cinema above Hollywood in box office sales (Singh, 2013). The now dominate Indian cinema has drawn the attention of Hollywood as the West has realized the potential opportunity to profit from producing films in India. Entertainment analyst Smita Jha stated, “For Hollywood studios, expanding globally no longer means only pushing their products in these markets” (Rasul & Proffitt 2012). The West now has interest in more than just placing products and encouraging Western integration through globalization; Hollywood wants a slice of Bollywood.

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Hollywood and Bollywood Unite

            The first movie production by Hollywood in India was in November 2007 with the Sony Pictures production of “Saawariya” (Beloved) based on Russian author Dostoyevsky’s short story, White Nights, with an operating cost of $7 million. The same day “Om Shanti Om” (Om Peace Om) was released by Shah Rukh Khan, an Indian cinema superstar and movie producer. Khan and many of his star-studded friends were featured in this movie. The Sony Pictures production was crushed by the independent Indian production. “Saawariya” generated a mere $9 million while Khan’s production generated an astounding $21 million in box office sales (Chopra, 2009). While this may have been somewhat embarrassing to Sony, the loss did not deter Hollywood from continuing to see production opportunities. The size of Hollywood production companies and their ability to adjust the profit or loss per film in order to receive continued support from investors, assures no long-term economic affect on the business. This initial failure by Sony was absorbed and a second Hollywood production company, Disney, debuted as a co-producer of an animated film titled Roadside Romeo (Rasul & Proffitt 2012).

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            Disney took a safer approach in co-producing with the established Bollywood company, Yash Raj Films. The cost of the animated movie Roadside Romeo was approximately 3.5 million and the gross ticket sales amounted to the same (Chopra, 2009). This breaking even in production costs is what most Hollywood companies are happy to achieve. Hollywood relies on movie related consumer products, DVD sales, soundtracks, and international cinema releases to increase their profits. Bollywood, declared an industry by the Indian government in 1998, is happy to co-produce with Hollywood. When Bollywood was declared an industry, the Indian government reduced the cost of entertainment taxes to facilitate foreign investment and provide loans to the production companies (Rasul & Proffitt 2012). This change by the government opened the doors for Hollywood to co-produce with little taxation. The opportunity for investment with little long term risk was welcomed by Hollywood, still eager to profit from the box office sales in India. A typical Bollywood film “cost less than $20 million to produce, compared to Hollywood movies costing upwards of $100 million or more” (Das, 2009). Since the initial attempt by Sony Pictures to produce a movie in India it has been realized that Indian cinemas have little interest in Hollywood productions and a different approach needed to be examined.

The learning curve for Hollywood has been a difficult one. The traditional Indian movie is based on the movie star and is nearly always a musical. The soundtrack to the movie is released prior to the movie to increase public interest. Movie goers expect at least a 3 hour film that includes an intermission. They also expect to be entertained with Western influence. Bollywood movies are a combination of musical numbers with action and love scenes (Melwani, 2013). Think of a movie that blends Chicago: The Musical, DieHard, and James Bond. This sounds like a maddening mess, but it is exactly what the viewer’s want as long as their favorite Bollywood star is the main character. In extreme contrast to Hollywood films, Bollywood has no intimate love scenes, nor is there any bloodshed in action sequences. The actors are held to high standards by the viewing audience and the people of India look up to the stars as role models, where they may be voted in as government officials or even have temples constructed in their honor (Nelson & Devanathan 2006). A demand for Bollywood movies to be filmed in the United States, especially in New York City, is the current trend. The films rely on the same format of music and dance, bright costumes and sets and recognized stars, but the change is the cost of filming. Filming in the West is much more costly to the Bollywood industry, but something Hollywood is accustomed to.

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Current Trend in Filming

            Hollywood has come to realize there is little demand for filming and producing movies in India.  Rather, the demand is for Bollywood to film in the larger U.S. cities and release the productions in India and the United States, as well as other foreign markets. “There are so many Bollywood films being shot in the U.S. that Shah organizes just about everything for them from immigration to cargo, Hollywood costume designers, digital work and stunt teams.” Shah estimates he has brought more than 95,000 jobs to America with his film productions (Melwani, 2013). This twist to the filming industry between Bollywood and Hollywood seems to be moving in a promising direction. American viewers have discovered the Bollywood films with their unique blend of Hindi and English language, referred to as “Hinglish” and over-the-top action scenes. I viewed several trailers for Bollywood movies and found them easy to follow. English is used visually, flashed across the screen, and blended into the script of the actors. The trailers highlight a dramatically different type of movie that American’s have grown to love, but one that I personally would be interested in viewing. Hollywood may have had to learn the hard way, but welcoming Bollywood to America has stimulated our economy and created new business ties in the film industry and opened the doors to a whole new viewing audience.

Curious to see a Bollywood movie trailer? Check this one out.

References

Chopra, A. (2009, March 20). Stumbling toward Bollywood. The New York Times. Retrieved from  http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/22/movies/22chop.html

Das, J. (2009, June 21). Indian films in New York create Bollywood-on-Hudson. Reuters. Retrieved from http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE55L00420090622

Davidson, A. (2012, June 26). How does the film industry make money? The New York Times. Retrieved from http://www.nytimes.com/2012/07/01/magazine

Melwani, L. (2013, January 24) Made in America: Bollywood comes to the US. Lassi With Lavina.  http://www.lassiwithlavina.com/thebuzz/made-in-america-bollywood-comes-to-the-us/html

Nelson, M. & Devanathan, N. (2006 May-June) Brand placements Bollywood Style. The Journal   of Consumer Behaviour, Vol. 5, 211-221.

Ninian, A. (2003). Bollywood. EBSCO Publishing. 235-240.

Rasul, A. & Proffitt, J. (2012). An Irresistible Market: A Critical Analysis of Hollywood-Bollywood Coproductions. Communication, Culture & Critique, Vol. 5, 563-579.

Singh, P. (2013). An Analytical Study On Covert Advertising: Product Placement In Indian Cinema. International Journal of Research and Development, Vol. 2 Issue 1, 77-84

Why Travel to India?

Pattie Crider

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Questions

September 13, 2013

Founder of The Homes of the Indian Nation: Darlene Large

Founder of The Homes of the Indian Nation: Darlene Large

  1. I believe service learning is taking what you have learned and applying it to practical situations in life.  Helping other who are disadvantaged and can benefit from the knowledge they may not have otherwise obtained. Not that I am especially knowledgeable in the situations of Indian people, but I it can be a mutual exchange of information, educating each other rather than a one-sided teaching approach
  2. Traveling abroad for me to help and teach orphans allows for me to also “help myself” to learning about them and their country and culture.  While educating myself and furthering my writing and photography, I will feel a sense of accomplishment and feeling of self-worth in helping others, especially orphans.
  3. There is “poor in the USA” and “poor in India.”  The two have little in common.  Few Americans truly understand the concept of being poor.  Poor to us means less material items and perhaps a lower food quality.  Poor in India means the possibility of death due to lack proper healthcare and nutrition. Poor is a word that refers to one’s wealth.  My view is it doesn’t take money to be happy but the needs for adequate existence of life may revolve around who has wealth and who does not.
  4. Globalization was once a slow-moving force of integrating world-wide view, ideas, politics, religion and other aspects of culture.  Now with the invention of the Internet, globalization is now taking place at a high rate of speed, connecting most areas of the world that are not in total seclusion.
  5. I am very interested in Hinduism.  The traditions, followers, ceremonies and history of Hinduism especially the meaning of Karma to India natives versus the Western understanding.  Also, I am interested in NGO’s and their ability to sustain their non-profit work through the use of rhetorical theory, appealing to people to support the children who are taken in at the HOINA orphanage.
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