Slumdog Millionaire

I watched Slumdog Millionaire today and was reminded of both the beauty as well as the desparity (is that a word?) of India. I miss the chai, the brilliant colors, the intense spices, and the hospitality of the country. At the same time, I want to cry remembering the enslavery to religion, abuse of women and children, the insanely ineficient buracracy, and the poverty of the nation. In short, it makes me want to go back - both to experience again and to effect change...however small.