This memoir is so touching, so incredibly well-written and observed that my eyes are still veiled with tears. I applaud Christa's writing. This is a most human story and deserves to be read by many. I have been to India but was oblivious as so many other tourists are, of the underside of this mysterious land. I am ashamed that I did not try to see beyond the beauty of the multicolored saris, even when dirty and torn and worn by ill-fed women. I saw them as graceful and likened them to exotic, if wilting flowers. Christa looked beyond the veil of what most tourists expect to find. She came with a purpose and achieved opening our eyes to what most of us choose not to ignore. We can, in our own cities, try to make eye contact with the destitute and homeless and slip them some food or a few dollars to buy it with, rather than ignore them.
Beautifully written! I've been in the slums of Delhi, seen the horrors, felt the helplessness, and marveled at the resilience of the people. Christa Hillstrom captured all the truth and honesty.
This memoir is so touching, so incredibly well-written and observed that my eyes are still veiled with tears. I applaud Christa's writing. This is a most human story and deserves to be read by many. I have been to India but was oblivious as so many other tourists are, of the underside of this mysterious land. I am ashamed that I did not try to see beyond the beauty of the multicolored saris, even when dirty and torn and worn by ill-fed women. I saw them as graceful and likened them to exotic, if wilting flowers. Christa looked beyond the veil of what most tourists expect to find. She came with a purpose and achieved opening our eyes to what most of us choose not to ignore. We can, in our own cities, try to make eye contact with the destitute and homeless and slip them some food or a few dollars to buy it with, rather than ignore them.
This was fantastic! It moved me on so many levels and reminded me of how many different ways there are to see.
Beautifully written! I've been in the slums of Delhi, seen the horrors, felt the helplessness, and marveled at the resilience of the people. Christa Hillstrom captured all the truth and honesty.
A transcendental experience, related beautifully.
Keep on writing--never stop. You were born to do it. This piece did more than move me; it made me look at my own city's poor with deeper clarity.