thoughtshowerings

I never thought that I would ever, set my foot upon the grounds of India, in this life at least. But you know how fate works its hands, drawing strings behind the veil. Somehow, with a whirlwind of activities, I am back again, in one piece no doubt, albeit having a sorethroat and needing PT asap. India, where to begin. The sheer land mass is impossible to summerise in a few lines of words. There are stretches and stretches of flat, undulating, barren land all arond, for as far as the eye can possibly view. Lying, fallowing, as if waiting for that precise moment, where towering sky scrappers, modern malls and lush greenry were to burst out from the seemingly stark naked soil and sand. The poverty gap there is astounding. I was brought to mega malls in Delhi where prices of clothing items soar from S$100 onwards, women and men nonchalantly picking out a few of these items, slinging onto their arms, oblivious to the price tags. While directly outside, beggars limp towards you, begging f...