Naza's House

Blue Magic
Mark & Chris Dewey
Sun 30 Jan 2011 15:40

On Sunday Naza, the boat man who helped us check in and refuel, invited a big group of us to visit his house for lunch and to meet his family.

Naza lives in Fort Cochin, you enter through an archway off the road below and his house can be found in a large courtyard with houses built around a centre green.

 

 

      

 

The children were plying football and several goats grazed around the green.

Naza’s house is relative luxury and was purchased for him by a European couple who had also been helped to check into India by Naza.

The couple have continued to ‘adopt’ the family, contributing to education, marriage dowries etc and Naza refers to them as his God parents.

Grandmother greeted us as we arrived and we all took off our shoes before going inside.

 

        

 

Naza’s wife worked really hard in the kitchen whilst her daughters decorated Annie, Charlie, Amy & Shays’ arms and hands with elaborate henna patterns.

The rest of us were all seated in the lounge and Naza and his son worked hard bringing in chairs and serving us cold soft drinks.

 

We all ate a delicious beef byryani, amazing catering from a kitchen not much bigger than our galley on Blue Magic !

 

After dinner we settled down to watch two DVD’s of their daughters wedding. The ceremony went on over three days and it was very interesting to watch all the traditional customs and to see all the ladies in their beautiful saris.

 

Their daughter married last year when she was just 16 and her husband was 21 and they are now expecting their first baby.

 

It is quite usual to marry young in India and the marriages are arranged, once you are older than 24 you are considered to be definitely left on the shelf !

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

     

 

All the family were so welcoming, it made us very humble especially as they don’t have very much by Western standards but they were happy to share everything with us. Of course they have the richest things in life, health, family and happiness.

 

On our way home it seemed as if the word had been passed around that we were visiting and all the neighbours came into the street to greet us.