First week in India and here’s my newest show ‘n tell. I’m going to show you some photos and suggest a short description for each. I invite you to take a close look at them, and come up with your own “tell.” Or, you can just go with my take on them.
I am still not completely out of the massive jetlag; it happens when you fly from one side of the globe to the other in a relatively short time. Your body takes time to recover from the silent trauma and adjust to the local clock. It normally takes about a week to completely get out of it. For me, it’s been five days, and my body clock is slowly realizing that 1 A.M. is actually 1 A.M. India time and not 2.30 P.M. New York Time. The older you are, your stupid body clock takes longer to adjust to reality.
Therefore, I’m not in the greatest state of mind to write something long. Yet, I also feel that unless I write about things I’ve already noticed in my first week in India — however briefly — I may not remember them all. More importantly, considering the unbelievable, ever-shifting mosaic of events one can easily encounter here on a daily basis, more pictures will quickly show up taking over the older ones. So, let me put something together to show you what I’ve gone through in five days around here.
I leave it up to you to decide if these observations are worth anything. Please write your comments freely, would you?
Humanity College 
The juxtapositions one sees in India between the very rich and the very poor are shocking, but a version of the same exists here in the U.S. — only the separations are stronger so you don’t see them every day.
Below luxury skyscraper buildings you see small shantytowns where the servants and builders live, who work in the buildings that tower above them. In the U.S. those same workers would be living miles away, perhaps in conditions not quite as dire, but certainly still dismal.
Absolutely, Amardeep. The same story of exploitation and subjugation of the poor and vulnerable in the name of diversity and democracy and all the other grandiose terms. The vicious cycle goes on.