Lebensraum

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DAJ

India has been the place of firsts for me. First time clubbing, first time being to a multi-million dollar wedding, first time getting to pick a car to ride on, first time being chauffeured, first time staying in a colossal house. Even being in India is a first time thing.

However, it was also my first time (second time actually, but just to make this string of words sound better) getting up front and personal with poverty. It was my first time seeing what poverty can do to people. It was my first time seeing the colossal income disparities that exists between the people. It was my first time seeing how the middle class hang dangerously in between.

India is an extremely wonderful place. The people there are beautiful people, they just need to learn a bit more. Learn basic courtesy. Learn not to cut queues (shitty flyers at the Indira Gandhi International Airport). But it isn't their fault really, growing in such an environment teaches them to be competitive, hardcore. Even at the expense of being uncourteous, ungracious.

I still see the core though. The seeds that dwell within which will grow to much more beautiful stuff.

Taj was great, old monumental stuff was great, but what's greater is the people. The amount of work that can be done is staggering, but when it finally concludes, India will shine freaking brightly.

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