
I have to admit, the first few hours of seeing this I was repulsed and really didn't want to be here. I felt disgusted by what I saw and just wanted to run back to my nice clean cozy home in the U.S. and forget what I was seeing. But I guess as the day wore on, I started to see things in a little different light. As I watched people going about their daily lives, I didn't see a lot of despair among them. They seemed somehow content and happy with their lives. There wasn't the anger and envy or resignation we see among some of the poor in the U.S. Instead it's a people making the best of a bad situation. This was especially evident looking into their eyes (I believe you can learn a lot just looking into a person's eyes). I really felt a depth and a goodness in these people - a real understanding of life that doesn't appear in the eyes of too many Americans.
As can be expected in a situation like this, there are lots of beggars looking for handouts or looking to sell cheap trinkets for money. Everytime we would get out of our car, we would be immediately mobbed by people wanting something from us. As we were working our way back to the car, people would surround us and try selling us their goods as aggressivly as possible. They would even climb right into the car with us if we allowed it (and a few did). They wouldn't take no for an answer unless our Indian friend (travelling with us) would intervene and tell them to go away.
I have a soft spot in my heart for little children and would usually cave in and buy something from them. There was one particular little girl that I won't soon forget. We were at a rest area (if you can call it that - not like an American rest area). A little girl (about 4 years old) was there with her dad. He was playing some kind of musical instrument and she was dressed up in some outfit doing a shy little dance and asking for money. I had made up mind that I was going to ignore them and just make my way back to the car. As they approached I turned around and walked back into the rest area. They followed but of course didn't go inside. As I came back out, they were waiting there and started doing their little show. My coworkers and I just walked past them and went to the car. I climbed in the back and everyone else got in. The little girl had followed us to the car and was holding our her little hand for money. About the time the doors all closed I looked out and saw the little girl looking at me with a sad kind of look. As I sat there looking at her and thinking about how she lives and the life ahead of her my heart broke and I could only sit there and think "Hang in there little one." I smiled at her and gave her a big wink of encouragement. Most unexpectedly, she winked back at me and a huge smile spread across her face. As we pulled away she just started waving goodbye beaming with that big smile. I'm not sure why she made such an impact on me, but I thought about her for a long time in the car after that. I wish I could have done more for her.
I should say that while there is poverty, there isn't much hunger. People seem well fed and well nourished. Also, I feel very safe here. While I don't think my wallet is always safe, I don't feel personally threatened at all. I've only had one day's worth of experience but already feel like I'm understanding the people here better. I hope that understanding continues to grow. I so far feel really good inside about the people I'm meeting and seeing here.


































