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A Week in India |
| When I agreed to attend my friend's
arranged Indian wedding, I thought I would leave learning about little more
than the wedding itself. If I'd had my way from the start, I probably would
have wasted this rare opportunity to completely thrust myself into a new and
different culture. As a hopelessly individualistic American, I traveled to India with a mind open enough to accept the culture, but a self-reliant enough to never experience it. In merely a week, an assault on my body, my senses, my personality and my way of life finally broke my will enough to surrender to this magnificent land of respect, obligation and interdependence. In spite of all my concerted attempts to gain new insight through diverse people and cultures, it was by the grace of circumstances beyond my control that I left having truly learned. |
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