Finding my Way Home
As I start my first week back at Michigan I reflect on all the things I did in India. My time was so crazy and rushed. An initial set of weeks simply adjusting to a reality so far from my own, one where I resembled no one near me, just as I was also an anomaly to the people of the streets on the outskirts of Jaipur. Walking to buy an ice cream or fruit at the stands down the…

