The first day I arrived in Delhi was black dark night. Everything was hidden behind of darkness. But the airport was enough to show me what it's like to be in India. It's struggling with its people. So the airport is not letting anyone to be in at the arrival. I know they want to make sure the new airport is not filled with homeless people and all other people from different reasons to be there.

Some say India is the most vibrant and amazing place on earth and it should be the last place to visit. I haven't found a proof of that. But soon I will find out. But it seems that I may not agree with that. Cause of equality of human being and miss treating of low caste people. Sure, every human society have its own value of human being. But it seems that obvious divided class system is doing any justice for being equal. Some day I may feel so happy about meeting so many kinds of people that are so amazing. But some day I may encounter the moment that makes me angry and disgust by those situations.

I should not scared of this already. It'll be day by day learning thing. Although in front of a supermarket show window says "Happy to see you" sign and two bagger ladies in front of the store are such an irony. Should I better get used to it or give my hands to them every time? I didn't cause their poverty. But some way it is such a heart breaking and cultural shock. I want to ask those people who says India is amazing. What is so amazing?

I want to know and I want to see. The old man I met who was wearing turban and treating the house help and others like shit was enough not to agree with that. I'm sure that kind of people are everywhere. But not in that obvious first moment. Afternoon rain shower made everybody busy. Rain drops on the car window should wash away this kind of questions and paradox. Hope tomorrow will be better.