I realized I've written too much about myself and too little about India. And I don't even care if I get harassed anymore, if I have a whole family of rats in my house, if I see the Taj Mahal, when today on my way to lunch I saw two young girls eating from the trash in the street together with cows. When yesterday a girl drawned in a swimming pool because she was swimming in her clothes (she wasn't allowed to wear a swimming suit) and she won't even have a funeral because that's a priviledge for men. When the security guy at my house earns just enough to survive and will probably never get married because he doesn't have the money to (and he got so genuinly excited when we took a picture of him and told him we would post it on the internet helping him find a girlfriend!). When the indian government gives benefits to underpriviledge castes, but most of them live in villages, completely separated by the towns with high walls (because people think that by not seeing them we can forget about them), with no current water or electricity, and they don't even know about the benefits they could have. And even if they did, they have to fill out a form to apply and most of them don't know how to read and write. When school cost too much money and parents send kids to work instead. When women still completely cover their faces when a man that is not their husband walks by. When whenever young girls are asked "what's your best quality?" most of them don't know, and if they answer they say "I'm always quite". When at a wedding a whole family is partying while the bride is in a room crying because she had to break up with her boyfriend since her parents had arranged a marriage for her. When there is an illegal kitchen for people to eat for ridiculous prices with terrible hygenic condition, and this kitchen is right next to the police station and is often visited by the police officers who get bribed to not report them.
Sometimes when you look outside the window it comes as an instinct to close your eyes. We don't want to see misery. We don't want to blame ourselves. But not only should we keep our eyes wide open, we should get out that door and observe what's outside our little bubble, ask ourselves and others: WHY. And then we should function as reporters for those whose eyes are still shut.
What a world would it be with 12 billion of wide open eyes?

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