“No one should live like that…”
It is the same, daily, waking up in India. Somewhere around 6am you feel the fan turn off. That’s your first wake-up call. The electricity is out. Second the horns start, some never taking even a moment to catch their breath, screaming until out of earshot. “Good morning,” they sing.
India is the most unique place I’ve ever been. The colors are vibrant, like the leaves of the tress in Baru, the foods require great finger dexterity, and the traffic is just this side of being considered a war-zone. (more…)
