Colors, elephants, markets, and people! The entrance to the Old City in Ahmedabad is a perfect example of "vibes" in India. |
"A blanket of heat lays heavy on my shoulders; I pine for my crisp Colorado air. My senses are overwhelmed; ears ringing from noise pollution and blaring Bollywood beats, nose rank with feces and incense, hair follicles straining to squeeze out every bead of hydration, muscles rigid from the jerking traffic, eyes flooded with prisms of rainbow colored saris and lush marketplaces.
This is India, a cyclical overstimulation of the country’s embodiment of hyperbole and hypocrisy. Our Jeep pauses at a crossroad only to avoid being smashed; a wave of hallow faces and empty hands paw at our heartstrings. A heavily accented voice commands us to roll up our windows and avoid eye contact; I close my eyes to dam tears.
Kendall's new friend, Jemna, and her brother in Ram Rahim city slum. |
India volunteer Kendall with field assistants Prerna and Prachee teaching a women's health workshop to women around Ahmedabad. |
Submitted by: Kendall Strautman, India volunteer summer 2010
*Part VII in our Reflections series: How we internalize what we learn abroad into who we are back home. Email submissions to info@worldcampforkids.org or katy@worldcampforkids.org. All forms of reflection encouraged!
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