India Two
The ever-present sound of traffic horns transforms into the chirp of birds melodiously floating over the bass notes created by Crows and Ravens. The sea of humanity on foot, bicycles, two-wheelers, and rickshaws flowing in a cacophony of patterns and directions is the river and the lifeblood, India, of your country. What was trash a moment ago has majestically blended into cotton fields dotted with wildflowers. Cows and goats continue to graze but now are ensconced in newly cast lush fields that add honor, grace, and piety . . .