This is an abbreviated version of a letter I wrote to President Obama in 2007. I never got a reply.
Dear Mr. President:
I’ve been meaning to write to you about my recent trip to India, but I’ve been recovering from a case of “Delhi belly.” Now that I’m no longer afraid to be more than 10 feet from the bathroom, I’m finally getting around to it.
When I told a friend that my husband and I were going back to India for the second time in three years, she looked at me as though I had a large glob of spinach paneer stuck in my teeth. Our friends think we’re nuts to travel so far to a place as well known for poverty, crowding, corruption, and abysmal sanitation as it is for beauty, technological expertise, and democracy. India is a place of contrasts -- anything you can say about it, the opposite is also true. (more…)