India: An Exploration of Significance

The latest from Boundless: I looked down into my tin cup, dented and scraped from years of use. I saw buffalo milk, white floating chunks, and water from the local well mixed together. It tasted sour, was gritty, and the chunks chewy. I just turned to Tony, smiled, and said, “Welcome to India.” We smiled politely, grimaced, and proceeded to … Read More