This is a love letter to a country I only experienced in the briefest way.

India, you are busy with your traffic and rickshaws, with your lack of indicator use when turning, with your massive population, hard working and ever accommodating nature. Diversity of culture, food, clothing and languages.

A communications session at Amity University. Trying on a Sari.

Whilst visiting you I rode a rickshaw, climbed to the top of Old Delhi spice roof (despite having a fear of falling off small heights), and finally learnt how to properly cross a road.

Racing through Delhi.

We tried all of what you had to offer, be it food in every colour, cooked with more spices than we could imagine, eating from street vendors and getting a sugar fix on your sweets. We tried it all and I for one came back glad that I had narrowly avoided sever food poisoning.

The second evening at the famous Karims.

You taught us about your history, culture and politics. We visited your parliament, your famous sites – tombs, temples and markets. I for one marvelled at your rich history and the pride you display for it. The beauty and attention that goes into all your tombs and temples and the sheer scale of how your country has commemorated its history through the good and the bad. Taught in a classroom or experiencing it in person I came back with a deeper understanding of your country, your people and your history.

Visiting a Sikh temple was my most memorable moment of the trip. Seeing people in an unfiltered, uninterrupted way, accepting others appreciation and willingness to learn about their religion it was an experience like no other. This includes taking the risk of drinking the pure, holy water and eating the Kada Prasad. We visited the Lotus Temple on the last day, which was one of the most peaceful and tranquil places I have ever visited.

The people we met on the trip, the buddies and students from Amity University, as well as the teaching staff and everyone in between really made me love India the most. All so patient and accommodating as well as knowledgeable about their own countries history and variety of faiths and cultures. Without them this trip would not have been nearly as enjoyable. From visiting Humayans tomb to the Taj Mahal, haggling in the markets of Jaipur and negotiating the ‘safe’ street food from the ‘bad’. From the lectures at the university to explorations at the mall of India without the people from Amity helping us along the way I would not love India as much as I do now.