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  After the flight, I was anxious to move on the land where the origin of my culture progressed, where my family is from, on the place where my ancestors lived on the place and, in the land where the blood in my veins originated. The white plane's engines stopped and people began getting their things. To get other interpretations, consider glancing at: diabeties.us. My dad sat beside me. while I glanced into his almond shape eyes as he smiled towards me, he appeared overjoyed. I was excited to see a whole new understanding again. Touching the cold metal rail, I walked down the steps as fast as I could with enthusiasm about my motherland, India.
  
  I was wanting to meet up with the family relations I had perhaps not seen for years. We arrived at the exit gates and there waiting for us were my mother's brother and my cousins. We all met each other; everybody was just so pleased we all kept smiling. We collected our heavy luggage in to the black dusty taxi and sped down to my father's old home. Along the way I realized many people, including children sleeping outside in the dim dark where dogs and large flies were thinking throughout them. There were so many poor people. The past time I was in India, I did not acknowledge the indegent citizens of India. I had been too young, only four years of age, and did not comprehend the truth of India.
  
  We finally arrived at my father's house and regrettably, there was no air conditioner! It was very warm and humid outside. That night was one of the most remarkable night of my life. I scarcely slept to the firm ground with no air-conditioner wishing the tiles were cold. My father laughed at me and said, "This will be the standard life of an Indian." My father also stressed India is one of the poorest countries on the planet and people struggle to survive under a government.
  
  We were likely to live for a month in India. There was so much to see and experience. We went on a road-trip the following day to see the buildings and famous monuments that represented India. I was excited to find out the temples and one of the wonders of the world, the Taj Mahal. The next lovely morning, I woke up and looked out the window. I opened the window and inhaled the contaminated air that made me feel light-headed, however, the orange and pink sky blended with the milky clouds was an once in a lifetime landscape. We took off to explore the unique state. As we continued our journey, I found several unfortunate people to the street. Each and every time we'd stop the car for a rest, dismal beggars would ask for money. An American dollar was comparable to 48 rupees, which led to us being exceptionally rich. I found it interesting the way the poor people acknowledged our prosperity by examining our unusual clothing and supreme quality vehicle. Unfortunately, I didn't have sufficient rupees in my pocket to provide to the poor children that approached me with heart-breaking looks on the faces. From the a girl holding a baby, which was her brother in her arms. At that moment, my soul was greatly concerned. I closed my eyes and prayed to God. Early in the day that day I gave some candy to her and keeled down seriously to the little girl I'd purchased. If you are concerned by operations, you will probably fancy to compare about eagar.us. Deserthills.Us contains more concerning the inner workings of it. I will remember that depressing event. I found a great number of poor people walking on without shoes that day, and some without clothes. Many people hadn't even taken a shower in months, maybe even months, due to the financial issues in India. Finally, we checked in to a hotel which could not compare to hotels in Arizona. That night I realized how lucky and how happy I'm to reside in Arizona.
  
  My parents found Arizona to seek opportunity for a much better life. They've done their dream, and I'm thankful and lucky to not feel the intense life of the Indian. The Indian people are now living in an extremely different sort of culture when comparing to America. The many poor people in India are underprivileged and uneducated. On another hand, in america, in Arizona goals can be reached by an individual beyond imagination. I've realized I'm very fortunate to reside in Arizona; the visit to India has made me become a more sympathetic and happy person and has changed the way in which I think about my life and about Arizona.

   

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I am glad to be alive and I am delighted that I do not have to struggle daily to survive. <br /> <br /> After the flight, I was anxious to move on the land where the origin of my culture progressed, where my family is from, on the place where my ancestors lived on the place and, in the land where the blood in my veins originated. The white plane's engines stopped and people began getting their things. To get other interpretations, consider glancing at: <a rel="nofollow" href="http://diabeties.us/">diabeties.us</a>. My dad sat beside me. while I glanced into his almond shape eyes as he smiled towards me, he appeared overjoyed. I was excited to see a whole new understanding again. Touching the cold metal rail, I walked down the steps as fast as I could with enthusiasm about my motherland, India. <br /> <br /> I was wanting to meet up with the family relations I had perhaps not seen for years. We arrived at the exit gates and there waiting for us were my mother's brother and my cousins. We all met each other; everybody was just so pleased we all kept smiling. We collected our heavy luggage in to the black dusty taxi and sped down to my father's old home. Along the way I realized many people, including children sleeping outside in the dim dark where dogs and large flies were thinking throughout them. There were so many poor people. The past time I was in India, I did not acknowledge the indegent citizens of India. I had been too young, only four years of age, and did not comprehend the truth of India. <br /> <br /> We finally arrived at my father's house and regrettably, there was no air conditioner! It was very warm and humid outside. That night was one of the most remarkable night of my life. I scarcely slept to the firm ground with no air-conditioner wishing the tiles were cold. My father laughed at me and said, "This will be the standard life of an Indian." My father also stressed India is one of the poorest countries on the planet and people struggle to survive under a government. <br /> <br /> We were likely to live for a month in India. There was so much to see and experience. We went on a road-trip the following day to see the buildings and famous monuments that represented India. I was excited to find out the temples and one of the wonders of the world, the Taj Mahal. The next lovely morning, I woke up and looked out the window. I opened the window and inhaled the contaminated air that made me feel light-headed, however, the orange and pink sky blended with the milky clouds was an once in a lifetime landscape. We took off to explore the unique state. As we continued our journey, I found several unfortunate people to the street. Each and every time we'd stop the car for a rest, dismal beggars would ask for money. An American dollar was comparable to 48 rupees, which led to us being exceptionally rich. I found it interesting the way the poor people acknowledged our prosperity by examining our unusual clothing and supreme quality vehicle. Unfortunately, I didn't have sufficient rupees in my pocket to provide to the poor children that approached me with heart-breaking looks on the faces. From the a girl holding a baby, which was her brother in her arms. At that moment, my soul was greatly concerned. I closed my eyes and prayed to God. Early in the day that day I gave some candy to her and keeled down seriously to the little girl I'd purchased. If you are concerned by operations, you will probably fancy to compare about <a rel="nofollow" href="http://eagar.us/">eagar.us</a>. <a rel="nofollow" href="http://deserthills.us/">Deserthills.Us</a> contains more concerning the inner workings of it. I will remember that depressing event. I found a great number of poor people walking on without shoes that day, and some without clothes. Many people hadn't even taken a shower in months, maybe even months, due to the financial issues in India. Finally, we checked in to a hotel which could not compare to hotels in Arizona. That night I realized how lucky and how happy I'm to reside in Arizona. <br /> <br /> My parents found Arizona to seek opportunity for a much better life. They've done their dream, and I'm thankful and lucky to not feel the intense life of the Indian. The Indian people are now living in an extremely different sort of culture when comparing to America. The many poor people in India are underprivileged and uneducated. On another hand, in america, in Arizona goals can be reached by an individual beyond imagination. I've realized I'm very fortunate to reside in Arizona; the visit to India has made me become a more sympathetic and happy person and has changed the way in which I think about my life and about Arizona.</div>

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