It is easy to fall in love with exotica. The excitement , the vibrancy excites the senses and thrills the imagination.

However, to truly love the country of your choice – as apposed to your birth – means seeing her faults and blessings side by side with retained admiration.

Hence I say I love India I am not writing as some Anglo- dreamer who by passes her unpleasantries. Rather I have found beauty even in  majesty and her the human spirit in  poverty. Her past glories and her economic hopes.

A new country is like a new wife. To truly love her you must come to see beyond the ryush of excitement and retain a passion for the woman who  is not perfect after all.