Hard and Soft

But funny thing, in India I find I cry a lot, happy, sad, whatever. I’ll get to laughing and there they’ll come, tears. Being in India also has a way of making me think a lot about death and life and the different stages of one’s life. It’s almost a cliché about foreigners visiting India, but being in India does have the effect of making one ponder life a little more, at least it does for us. One very hot day in Rajasthan I went to a big old cinema to escape the heat. The movie was a typical Hindi one with a famous female star who would pop out from behind a tree and burst into song, and then there were Krishna and Ram. It wasn’t a great Hindi film, but at least the cinema was nice and cool.