Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Next Page: India


INDIA 


Everywhere I look it's hazy. Like there's a fire surrounding me but no scent of smoke. The sides of the roads are marked with yellow and black stripes, there's lights lining the highway. 
At random places along big roads there are railings in between lanes. Men with scarves covering their mouths and guns over their shoulders stand watching cars pass over speed bumps.  
There is a smile on my face and no expectation for what is to come.
Looking back to all of the things I have done, places I've been, choices I've made had all played a part in me being present in India. Wow. I am so grateful!

It's a different world. 

Although there are lanes dividing the highway, cars swerve around each other using their horns as blinkers. Most wide roads don't even have lanes. 

The sirens sound like someone losing an arcade game. No stop lights. 

It's nothing like anything I've ever seen. People are at ease by nature. Going about their day. Calm. 

Arriving in Lucknow at 1:00 it smells more like the ocean here. There are fields with no fences that have roaming cows and goats. There are cows on the side of the streets. Driving through town we passed by spots that smell like compost and cows, but everywhere else smells like Indian spices and bustling lives. 

When I find myself hesitating to inhale because of the gross smell I take a deeper breath instead knowing that when I am not here I will want to remember every part of this trip and everlasting journey.













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