Sometimes I see the world as black and white in the shadow, there is so much that needs to be painted red, green and blue. I see India like a waterfall, it has a few ups, but mostly everything is going down. If I were a rainbow I’d carry this India across the gold pot. I have a dream that someday the deaf, blind, and mad will work together as one, through teamwork, communication, and trust. They will be capable of building towers and spaceships that will someday fly across the planet. Read more »