Have been to India a couple of times.... and it truly is a country that embraces the word "dichotomy" sooooo well. Fly to Mumbai, get off the plane and go out into the slums. The smell overpowers you, the sights add insult to that already raw wound, and your whole being is insulted from the sensual conflict. Then you jump a car to Agra, and on the way out of town see the upmarket homes and cars, and then four hours later the Taj Mahal.... oppulence and beauty personified. And ten minutes after leaving see a man squatting in the middle of a bare field taking a cr@p. Challenge yourself - go there some time.... I loved it so much I went back.