It was quite a change, from the desert in to the blue city. So far Pushkar was my winner, runner-up is definitely Jodhpur. But I have to point out that only the old part of the town. When rickshaw drove us through the new part... Oh, shit!!! We are staying here!?!!? Now everything is good.
Actually everything has been OK so far. We love India, India loves us. I dint know how many times pr day do I say to myself how lucky i am to be here.
Before I came here I did thorough brain washing and tried to prepare myself not to freak out because of the people. And to bare with noise, traffic and dirt. Well, noisy traffic mixed with the smell of dirt is on schedule all the time. Singing of mantras or prayers in the middle of the night as well. Take it or leave it. I somehow got used to it. With a significant help of ear-plugs. And lately smelling more and more since my nose is slowly recovering. Actually it's not so bad to have cold here:)
Indian people...
This is a very special chapter. Most of the time I can look at them with a smile on my face. Line when rickshaw guys simply don't get why anyone would like to walk 500 meters if they could give us a ride for 50 rupees. When a bunch of kids run after us asking about our names and getting handshake with a white chick. Or one photo. Just one photo, mam. When some clumsy guys are pretending to take pics of some monument and it's more than obvious that we are the object of desire. When guys in front of the shops are trying all sorts of tricks to get us in. Come, just look. Looking for free. No? Maybe tomorrow? Yes, tomorrow. Whatever that means.
but then it comes to situations when my zen mind isn't smiling any more. When I give one guy a pencil and he wants more for his friend/brother. You don't have it here? Look, look your bag!!! Maybe you have. When I give and old lady a few rupees and she want more. When I give kinds money to bus some sweets and of course it's never enough. A simple thank you won't do here, a?
Oh, not to forget about disappointed faces when we only want lassi or chai and not the whole meal. Line there's not sin greater than this. The same cheap-white-ass look we get when we leave shop and instead of buying half of their collection we only buy one piece. Thank you mam for your small buy. With a lot of sarcasm.
Yep, all this is India. And I'm still with a big smile on my face :)
Namaste.
Actually everything has been OK so far. We love India, India loves us. I dint know how many times pr day do I say to myself how lucky i am to be here.
Before I came here I did thorough brain washing and tried to prepare myself not to freak out because of the people. And to bare with noise, traffic and dirt. Well, noisy traffic mixed with the smell of dirt is on schedule all the time. Singing of mantras or prayers in the middle of the night as well. Take it or leave it. I somehow got used to it. With a significant help of ear-plugs. And lately smelling more and more since my nose is slowly recovering. Actually it's not so bad to have cold here:)
Indian people...
This is a very special chapter. Most of the time I can look at them with a smile on my face. Line when rickshaw guys simply don't get why anyone would like to walk 500 meters if they could give us a ride for 50 rupees. When a bunch of kids run after us asking about our names and getting handshake with a white chick. Or one photo. Just one photo, mam. When some clumsy guys are pretending to take pics of some monument and it's more than obvious that we are the object of desire. When guys in front of the shops are trying all sorts of tricks to get us in. Come, just look. Looking for free. No? Maybe tomorrow? Yes, tomorrow. Whatever that means.
but then it comes to situations when my zen mind isn't smiling any more. When I give one guy a pencil and he wants more for his friend/brother. You don't have it here? Look, look your bag!!! Maybe you have. When I give and old lady a few rupees and she want more. When I give kinds money to bus some sweets and of course it's never enough. A simple thank you won't do here, a?
Oh, not to forget about disappointed faces when we only want lassi or chai and not the whole meal. Line there's not sin greater than this. The same cheap-white-ass look we get when we leave shop and instead of buying half of their collection we only buy one piece. Thank you mam for your small buy. With a lot of sarcasm.
Yep, all this is India. And I'm still with a big smile on my face :)
Namaste.
Juhu, punce! Lušte nam delate, lušte :)
ReplyDeleteZdej sem na hitro preletela poste za nazaj in zgleda, da se vam prav lepo godi tam doli...pa še na toplem ste :)...tuki pa minus tolčemo. Slike najbrž padejo ob povratku in vidim, da že prejemate "posebna" naročila. Mateja, le glej, da boš krave pofotkala v čim lepših položajih...itak jih boš TI morala gledat...vsaj v pisarni :)...pa Urška bo fejst vesela. Skratka, dame, uživajte...in prinesite pomlad...dost je tega mraza...ja, vem, da smo šele zagrizli v zimo, ampak vseen je lepš, če je toplo in sonček sije. Lep pozdrav vsem skupaj! Mojca
hajlo, lep pozdrav v novem letu iz mrzleee lj. pošljite nam mal toplote. sicer pa vse po starem razen 9-tke.. imejte se in srečno ter seveda prijetno pot proti jugu.
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