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The Global Experience: Hyderabad, India
by Ailin "Kia" Pipkin Gabay ’14
As I open myself to India, life strikes me like a tsunami. The
commotion of peoples, machines, colors and honks, the struggles,
the sufferings, the welcoming arms of a stranger, the affection and
hospitality, the loyalty, the devotion, the stories and the
adversities, the impunity, the inhibition, the embarrassment, the
long and silent breeze of the numerous unremembered villages, the
curious stares of light in the confusing and endless crowds, the
pure energy of the lighthearted children, the tender and sincere
human that opens the doors, the warm cup of tea, the spices, the
sweets, the smiles, the love ...
India, a twister of feelings and smells and images and noises and
hearts beating in the streets. Myriad stimuli sparkling around, and
yet there is space for inner peace. There is an inner twister that
swirls within and has a nucleus, a core, an essence that calmly
shines. Humanity. An understanding of our bonding. A substance of
empathy and awareness that exists in our hearts. Once
this humanity grows and develops inside, all is perceived and
welcomed with more pure love. Humanity is everywhere in the
streets, in the struggles, in the strangers, in the stories, in the
remote breeze, in the stares, in the children, in the tea and
in the smiles. Humanity is one. Here, there and in India, it is
what we all are.