India can’t be instantly appreciated, nor can she be rushed. She will reveal herself in her own time, she will move at her own pace.
You can’t demand from her nor hurry her along. India is magical, baffling, confusing and unfathomable and frustrating.
She is captivating and beguiling, fascinating, awe inspiring but most of all, enchanting.
When she is working with you, she is an unstoppable force. When the time isn’t right, she will leave you hovering indeterminately.
She is the land of the living oxymoron. Her features are multifaceted. She is a cruel mistress yet she will bewitch and tease and lure you with her endless charms. She will test and she will provoke.
You can’t fight her or demand an outcome. One merely has to accept her, love her and see where her journey takes you.
Margaret WillingsJuly 18, 2015 at 9:06 pm
Excellent Philippa. So glad you are enjoying India!
kiranchaturvediJuly 19, 2015 at 6:15 am
As an Indian, this did not seem so much a song about India, as much a poem on life itself 🙂
Philippa KayeJuly 19, 2015 at 6:33 am
PriyankaSJuly 23, 2015 at 4:53 pm
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