By Abby Blankenship
As we sat in the large bus labeled “TOURIST,” we looked in on the busy world around us – the way an immature child might tap on the glass of a fish tank looking at the life of a different species. We were fascinated with the differences. Our narrow American minds didn’t allow us to see the various similarities of the mother selling flowers with her children in Lodi garden, or the middle-aged man visiting the barber on the side of the road, or the young girls zooming by on a rickshaw. Their faces blurred by through the thick glass of the bus. We judged this beautiful place because it is different.
Who are we to judge this colorful world? My mind has been challenged to think deeply. My soul has been awoken to the realization of worldwide similarities. My body has experienced curry, naan and spice.
Thus far, I understand that India is not the same as America. I also understand the similarities of humanity. The similarities are there, but hidden. If we expand our minds to view this beautiful culture with similarities in mind and no judgment, more smiles will be spread in place of judgmental stares.
Head-bob to the side = hello 🙂