To the moon and back

Sitting on earth we fascinate about the beauty of the moon, its brightness, its attractive colour and its appearance of purity. Strange when in reality the moon has no light of its own, its a deserted land mass filled with huge pot holes. On my recent trip to India, I met many who fantasize about the life outside India. An imagination of perfection, green lands, lovely climate and lots of money. I don't blame them, in India we somehow tend to love the things we don't have. I did it too. Now, I miss the things I had.