Whoever has made at least one trip to India knows this well, if you find yourself having to explain your love for India you don't know where to start. Maybe you don't even know how she cast this spell on you. After all, we often encounter poor things, dirt, chaos, incredible chaos, exotic smells and indecipherable stinks, delicious and sometimes impossible foods. India is indifferent to differences, corrupt, merciless, complicated and undecipherable. Yet we fall in love with India and the Indian people. Love is instinctive, it comes from within, it is irrational, inexplicable and for this it works. Love here is never betrayed, in every new journey indeed it is renewed and strengthened. India is immense but in every corner it makes you feel welcomed, never alone, part of the whole.