Today I was flipping through some of the pictures on my laptop from India...and I could feel in of those real sensitive moments ....the vast difference between the kind of life that I was living in India....or have lived in India and the kind of existence.. even everyday existence that goes on with me here in Canada! At times, it feels like I am looking at somebody else's life in those pictures...Everything on the outside went from one kind to another...Changes like black to white...And yet........ nothing on the inside ever does...-i
