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I hate seeing beggars in any country because I don’t know how to deal with it. I can’t give every man a fish and I have no time when travelling to teach even one to fish. I feel it’s better to ignore them so they’ll find a way to deal with their own problem, and when possible to help those that are able to pass on the favour.

I manage to harden my heart enough to ignore them when they tap me and show me the starving babies, but my last day in India took the challenge to […]

By |8th January 2008|India|0 Comments

Obscene Behaviour

An article on the front page of the paper this morning condemned the Mumbai police force for not taking a molestation case seriously. Two couples were ac costed when leaving a show on New Year’s morning, a gang fondling the women and tearing their clothes. The police didn’t try to file charges and claim the media is making a mountain out of a molehill. The press in turn point out that at the same time, the police are getting upset at the debauchery of young couples kissing in public parks. They let the couples off […]

By |3rd January 2008|India|0 Comments


The Roce is apparently a Catholic ceremony from the Bangalore region. In typical Indian style, it turns into a party for hundreds of wedding guests, but the focus and raison d’etre is for guests to bless the couple with sacred oils. Guests take turns holding a saucer full of the white oil and walk down the line of singles. At each person, they did a finger into the oil then draw a cross on the recipient’s forehead. Some guests get carried away and I noticed one girl valiantly ignoring oil dripping off her nose onto […]

By |3rd January 2008|India|0 Comments

Road Poetry

Indian Road Poetry – posted by the Indian Border Roads Organisation, mainly on steep windy mountain roads.

Enjoy the Scenery
Don’t join the Scenery

Don’t mix Drink with Driving

Alert Avoid Accident

Accidents Don’t Happen
They are Caused

Speed is a Knife that Cuts Life

Speed Thrills
But Kills

Drive Don’t Fly

and stuck cheekily between the rest

Don’t Gossip
Let Him Drive

By |29th June 2006|India|2 Comments


I’m home, but the trip has left me exhausted and angry – violently angry if it wasn’t for being exhausted. Perhaps it started with the rusty nail in my samosa, but I think I was still laughing at that stage. More likely it began with the bicycle rickshaw trip to Varanasi Station. The driver wanted Rs40 for the trip, but I’d been offered one hour for Rs20 earlier in the day so I settled for that and told him that I only wanted to go to Balia Bagh just round the corner. I’d walk but I’d never ridden a […]

By |28th June 2006|India|0 Comments

Idyllic Evening

So many memories they’re running away from me. We’ve eaten every meal at the Alka hotel where we stay as it’s too hot to go out much. Bought ticket for trip back to Siliguri from a guy in the corridor of a shopping arcade. He had his own shop (sitting outside it) but if he sat inside, he’d have to pay a government tax. No other shops were open either. He paid 20 rupee of his profit to Raj, the young guide who follows us almost every time we leave the hotel. I took the others there to get […]

By |24th June 2006|India|0 Comments

Train Bullets

Wrong keyboard and foggy head so will keep to bullet points.

back and forth to get ticket but still waiting list 1-4.
climbed balcony to escape hotel, still WL1-4
saw chief reservation superintendant to get general ticket on 11:40 train
stuffy, hot, humid, reminded me of Romania train, so I started talking to locals. university students, no, working for Forever multilevel marketing for 2 years, no, just starting.
taught me Hindi – e do chi cha pach.. talihad, chagalaga – all wrong by now, I’m sure.
Big crowd gathered around to watch.
Kicked out of seat, stood up for 6 hours.
Hari Krishna grinding chewing tobacco and […]

By |22nd June 2006|India|0 Comments

Mt K

We spent most of last night in Joey’s pub having a drink, eating a Sunday roast and watching the world cup. It was great to see Australia hold out Brazil so well, even if we lost. The loss was made worse by the Indian bartender who was a really sore winner. We’d bet him backing Australia just to shut him up, even though we knew Brazil would win, but his gloating annoyed us all. Especially when he had no real connection to Brazil. He was simply backing the favourite team to get some easy money and could have been […]

By |19th June 2006|India|0 Comments

Lost Loyalties

I managed to meet Brady by leaving an email for him arranging to meet at the local tourist pub for the Iran / Portugal game. He’d taken longer than me to get up here the day before, so was waiting for me a couple of hours after I actually arrived. He’d actually managed to get through the youth hostel security but balked at staying in what he described as a haunted house when he found it didn’t have any hot water.

Darjeeling is at about 2000m, close to the height of Thimphu, but it’s not high enough to breach the […]

By |18th June 2006|India|0 Comments

Arrive in Darjeeling

This is my first timd in rural India. I left Phuentsholing this morning on a bus to siliguri then came to darjeeling to meet brady at the youth hostel, but it seems to be closed. Now I’m in an internet cafe hoping to find a message from him. Losing travel partners is a frexuent event for me and one I can no longer blame on others. I must be doing it myself.

I should have realised that it wasn’t going to be a good day when the bhutanese customs officer tried to have me arrested for still being in Bhutan […]

By |17th June 2006|India|0 Comments

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