We have a different sort of humor in India. We love slapstick and are most often caught being politically incorrect. But, I can safely say we mean no harm. Therefore, I have already begun to prepare my baby girl for when we go next. She hasn't visited in 3 years, but her ties and Read More »
Of Mango Dreams…
Going to India makes me think only of mangoes. I was ten or twelve years old and my first memories of summer are climbing the mango trees and shaking the mangoes down to greedily collect later. The kind that cannot be cut, but must only be eaten by sucking the meat out, from on Read More »