I travelled. For over a decade. Met people. Strangers. Each different. And yet not so much so. They all share an identity. They are Indians.
This book is a portrait. And a reflection.
Freedom Is In the Air… We Breathe!
Daedalus crafted wings of wax and feathers, enabling his son Icarus to fly away from imprisonment in Crete. It worked, but the young man ignored his father’s instructions and flew too close to the sun in his exuberance. The wax melted, and he fell to his death in the sea. There is a lesson – and a warning – for us in this myth!
