So much has happened since my last post, and I look forward to filling you in, but for now sleep. Sleep and dream. Dream of tali with papadam, of masala dosa, porota and aloo gobi. Dream of palm trees and waves, of seashells and fresh watermelon juice and sweet lime with mint. Dream of oxen with painted horns, of stray dogs, goats and cows. Of honking, honking, honing, brightly painted trucks stuck in traffic, rickshaws full of people, and motorcycles weaving in and out of everything. dream of smiling children playing cricket in the streets, of baskets of marigolds and strings of jasmine and roses in Gerbu Market. Dream of colors, dream of people, dream of sights and smells and warmth, dream of India.
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