The faces are what continually sticks in memory - the moms with children, babies being cared for(as this baby sleeping in a saree strung over a rafter in a house), the privilege of seeing Indian families where they live and experiencing their normal routines. Extending ourselves and then being met more than halfway with a friendliness and graciousness that is hard to fathom but a blessing to experience. Sirish is being welcomed by a young boy from a village.