Day 4 closing out

I have been introduced to street food, I know put my face in the shower, I eat fruit, I have been on a 2 wheeler with no helmet, I have had my nose pierced by "a professional", Omaha has decided she wants to spit on the street and last night when Omaha went to the temple with our neighbors she not only did not put on her seat belt, she was actually councilled against it. I think it is fair to say we have adapted. I am not bragging.

India has a rhythm, you see it in every angle. They are not interested in going faster or in slowing down, they just want to keep moving, it is the only way to get where you are going at the right time. India has a soul, you feel it, the heart is beating all the while. You smell India, just before it rains and then again after.

The other day when Omaha were coming home from the oil perfume shop we were in the rickshaw at a light 2 kids came one on each side begging for food, one on crutches, one trying to sell some plastic what ever. The driver told them to get away rudely and abruptly, they did not, he did not bother again and when the light changed, I saw him look behind to make sure before he started that they children were out of harms way and with out a word took off. India has a soul and they are uninterested in loosing it for other matters.

Prashant never leaves me wanting less and today I cornered him and told him so. The limitations we oppress ourselves with are so with out scruples that we see not what we have done. We understand not how our wants have far surpassed our sources they need to correspond with. The parameters have so far exceeded the intended zone we know nothing of where we are or how to get back. Birds can migrate from country to country with out any modern technology and find their way back to the nest and we are lost because we can not rely on ourselves to get us somewhere we need to be, only were we want to be and again our wants have superseded our account.