Although this is my first time at the Iyengar Institute, it's not my first visit to Pune. I haven't had to cope with the culture shock that many of my fellow students have. 1973 was my first experience of Indian culture and I was as shocked as everyone else is now almost forty years later. The most obvious change is how everyone is getting around. Of course, the city has grown in every way, more restaurants, more stores, even modern department stores. But it's the transportation that has grown exponentially: more roads, paved highways, and many, many more vehicles.
I was standing in front of the Institute looking towards Ganeshkhind Road, a major,divided thoroughfare with solid, steady traffic in both directions all times of the day. I felt wistful for the "old days" when along with the cars and rickshaws, there were occasional bullock carts or a handsome Brahmin cow. And right then two camels with their riders calmly strode by unperturbed by the multitude of motorcycles speeding by.