from my journal

July 4, 2010

looking down on Bangalore from the plane window
I remember the first time I landed in India. June 1988. I cried for joy then. And now. It's been 14 years since the last time I landed in India. I've missed it more than I knew.

on the drive to Jindal
The roads are new. But the driving is still the same old adventure.
Signs advertise new technologies. But it's still the same old Indian English.
This is a new season of life. But I've got the same old love for India.

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