India has many personalities - the mad rickshaw driver in the crowded streets, the forlorn woman of the slums, the made-up and bejeweled lady of the upper crust, the sun-baked and peaceful face of the farmer, the smiling opportunist of the city, and the tireless child running around in the streets. All these personalities exist together, smashed together, as one giant entity known as India, and it is hard at first to understand, to take it all in. The variety and the disparities between people, and the quality of life between the classes will assault your senses. But eventually, you come to see beauty in it, as life is life, and can be beautiful, depending on how you look at it.



