Sangam has met again! And what a meeting it was. We met in the Diversity Center and were greeted by guests from the local university, IUPUI. This was the group called IDEA, which stands for Indian Dance Enthusiasts Association. They do a number of performances throughout the city, and all of their proceeds go to the Ronald McDonald House, or other charities throughout the city.
They began the night with a presentation of two types of Indian dance. It was interesting seeing that the dances were not very traditional in nature. They had a hip-hop kick to them, and were fun to watch.
They were also fun to try! We ended the night by learning a few dance moves of our own. I quickly worked up a sweat, as well as my own enthusiasm for Indian Dance. I only hope now that there will be other opportunities to practice some dance moves, or see them carried out by a more skilled dancers.
Me and the Head Chef
Remember how I told you that I’d joined Sangam, the Indian Cultural Club on campus? Well, we finally did something. And can I just say, this culture ROCKS, as does its culinary tradition. Per my request, we agreed to meet up and take a stab at cooking Indian food. What I didn’t realize is that there would be a professional.
The entire clan came to my humble abode, as well as the mother of one of our members. With her came pots, pans, and enough food to feed 10 people (with enough leftovers for a week). She brought a curry (the secrets of which I still must unlock), the makings of a chick-pea soup, rice and cilantro, and yogurt–I didn’t get this last one, but it worked.
The big finish came when she busted out dough and the equipment necessary to make bread. Which we did! (See picture below). We had a number of botched attempts, but also some great ones. Overall it was a fantastic experience, and one that I hope can be repeated in the future. Unfortunately, this won’t be possible on my own, what with my spice rack being in the state that it is…nonexistent.
When it came time for block party, the annual congregation of the student body to sign up for clubs and extracurricular activities, I came to a huge realization. I don’t have anything I need to sign up for. I have my whole senior year planned out.
And that didn’t feel right to me. Granted, I’m happy that I find myself in a number of stable positions in clubs that I have devoted a year or more of my time to, but there seemed something stagnant about this statement.
So I found one thing that I know nothing about and went with it: Sangam! This is the “Indian club” on campus. Not limited to those of Indian descent, it is an opportunity to learn more about a culture that I know very little about (besides my brief encounters through “Slumdog Millionaire” and Panjabi MC) and to connect with some of my good friends both of Indian descent and who are involved in the club. Not to mention we can jam out to some awesome songs like “Jai Ho.”