india

i was reading maria abagis amazing blog and was reminded of the time i was in india. we were riding in a cab going somewhere, and had a wonderful conversation with the driver who invited us to his home. unusual we thought, but we were intrigue and he was a very warm soul. i remember winding through narrow alley ways like a maze where we finally reached a section where he stopped. Bursting with pride, he introduced us to his family. we were presented with tea and many tasty treats. i cannot recall what we talked about, who we were introduced to, or many details. what i do remember was the amazing feeling of connection and the wonderful time i had experiencing human generosity and camaraderie.