India

There's something in our hosts, our new friends, our modes of transportation.  The questions asked by Surya in the bookstore, Sunil on the street, and the auto-rickshaw driver.  The books for sale, the kids in the school uniforms, the fantastic food.  It is a feeling of belonging that descends upon me within days of entering this country, a feeling I've really only felt elsewhere on a little stretch of Century Boulevard.  The feeling that somehow, this place and these people, this region and this culture, hit me too deep in the present to not play a part in my future.  I still don't know exactly what that means, but I do know that it means a lot.

The question I have now for myself is, "What would I do here?"  I don't know the answer to that yet.  Do I need to know before I come?