With tears streaming down my cheeks as I coughed, wheezed and gasped for breath, I heard the Indian pastor in New Delhi, India say, “No, what you see isn’t pollution, it’s fog.”  Had I been able to breathe well enough to articulate a word I would have contested his view, but I couldn’t hardly see him through the “fog” and was too busy leaning over in the seat hacking and sputtering.  Later in the week I was in Amritsar, India and was basically told the same thing again…as I sat in a clinic trying to get some medicine to stop coughing the “fog.”… Continue reading