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The day of reckoning? Elephant Battle

In February 2009 (souvenez-vous!) I published a post on what could miss a French installed in India.
Back in France, I finally easily and quickly used to the normal life - or supposed to be.
I got home, but still a bit of nostalgia for more than four years in India. To complement that exercise performed 18 months ago, here's the list (not ranked) of that for which I feel probably a bit of nostalgia (excluding people that I left - but for whom I leave the privilege of any personal comments ;-))

• The difference (exotic?). Being able to leave home, walk 15 minutes, and you can click amazing pictures. Being able to convert weekend extension in discovering places as improbable as beautiful. The discovery is the keyword. Understanding India (for a Westerner) goes through several phases. The first is incomprehension before all its paradoxes, its differences, its culture and customs. The second is the pseudo-understanding. We know people think, it is believed to predict the sequence of actions, people's feelings (which are easily accessible). It is understood something that appears actually not that difficult. Is superficial. And helping the decline, it requires a third stage where one realizes that not many things escape us. That knowledge does not necessarily a detailed understanding. But at the same time we accept the futility of the process and we appreciate the things and relationships as they are. I think there is a fourth phase, but can you describe it, I did not happen. I know some people think that got there - they deserve respect and listening (or reading).
  
• culture - and its practical aspects. The kitchen. Cooking party favors, and Tandoor dishes. Kebabs. The winery. Mangoes. The jalebis and-suji ka halwa.
• Paradoxes, among others the pace of life and simplicity. In the chaos of Delhi, life is finally peaceful. This is one of the paradoxes of India, which may be explained by the following. Simplicity is another paradox. The newspaper can be very complicated, and for relations with the Indians. But there are also many moments of simplicity, or sometimes we do not expect it. The service you capita will break you will never see. The smile of a child has for a purpose. Little things that we sometimes forget here.
  
• Delhi. Delhi. The Delhiites. Old Delhi. New Delhi. I remember a comment made during my first year in India. A French giving advice to a small group of compatriots (including me): "Rajasthan is a wonderful area, but Delhi is not worth the detour. Y spend a day waiting for the plane is sufficient, apart from the Red Fort, there is not much to see. " Wrong. In Delhi, there is all to see. There are a multitude of monuments, large and small, known or hidden, restored, or in distress. There are also a multitude of environments. Of urban life, modern India. Of traditional life, almost a village. Delhi is authentic. Delhi is worth the trip. But Delhi is huge. It takes time to get to know. Fortunately there is a substantial literature now to discover.