A Discovery Of Ancient Indian Culture Through Zrii

Arriving at the New Delhi airport after a long flight does not qualify as a particularly luxurious experience. After finally receiving my passport stamp, I followed the pathway lined with what seemed like millions of people. I remembered the advice someone gave me before I embarked on my adventure, “avoid eye contact with all beggars.” They warned me that if I failed to do this, I would be swarmed by dozens of starving children refusing to leave my side until I surrendered my money. My first hour in India is forever engraved in my mind, and frequently I find myself thinking about my three-week stay there. But my admiration for the country lies much deeper than this pitiful, chaotic, dirty scene-I’m in awe of the Indian people, their heritage and their culture.