This is India. You smell something new and unpleasant every few steps. It rains every 20 minutes. There are no traffic laws whatsoever. People bobble their heads to say yes or no (very confusing). Ankles are promiscuous. I prepare to die before riding in a rickshaw/auto. Hot tea is the perfect beverage for 100 degree weather. A curb doubles as a toilet. Those who are born poor and illiterate will remain so. Women have no voice. Babies know how to beg before they mutter a first word. You can purchase the gods. People will cut off their limbs to earn more money while begging. Infants have leprosy. Each time i blink, i have to remind myself: this is India.
