India day one

 I sleep on the plane and as I awake I look over at Adithya, “Say hello to India,” he tells me. “We’re here?” I ask dreamily. We clear immigration and exit the airport. “There are so many people”, I comment. Adithya smiles. “Dehli has a population of about 15 million,”

 My eyes dance from color to color, from the cars zipping by, to the shouting and smoke. In a daze I enter the taxi. As it drives off and begins winding in and out of car after car, it hits me. I never woke up from the plane. This is a dream. There is too much color, too many people, every car is nearly crashing into my taxi only to swerve out of the way last minute. I must be in another world. But as we continue to pass the women in their saris, the fresh coconuts being sold, the roasting peanuts, food kart after food cart and finally, a cow! I realize. I am in India…I have arrived.