Sounds of the main Bazaar in Paraganj:
TWUUEEET, TUUEEEWT!!, CHRRGLLLLT, hasjis?, MDPTWWWWWWWT, DOING DOING, you smoke?, MWEEEPPT, CHRGROOOOGG, white bong? black bong? good stuff! CHRGGGRLW, Riksja? Sir riksja? No money just time! yes? no? TWEEETKKD, TUUUUUWWET, BOING, hari krishna, hari krishna (30x) CHAI, CHAI, CHAI! !. Sir you buy hasjis?
That are the sounds when you are wearing a T-shirt. The sounds for a person wearing a longsleeve garmet/shirt (like I wear) are as follows:
TWUUEEET, TUUEEEWT!!, CHRRGLLLLT, Hello sir, MDPTWWWWWWWT, DOING DOING, (smiling girl, laughs), MWEEEPPT, CHRGROOOOGG, sir could I interest you in a bottle of water? CHRGGGRLW, Riksja? Sir riksja? Sir, would you like some massala Chai? TWEEETKKD, TUUUUUWWET, BOING, hari krishna, hari krishna (30x) CHAI, CHAI, CHAI! !. sir maybe a nice Latte machiatto ( and that one was really good)?
So the German saying: ” Kleider machen den Mann” is also true in India,
The travel to India was quite enjoyable. I will not bother you with a complete description, just the highlights:
- Trying to explain a beautiful Russian stewardess in Moskou, that you ordered vegetarian food, just to find out that the they mesed up the order at the kitchen and that the WHOLE plain is getting chopped up cow in some Vodka sauce. The passengers where mainly, Hindu, Sikhs, Punjabi and some other strict vegetarian people. The scenes following the discovery of this mistake was more enjoyable (and painful) than (Dutchification) any on board entertainment system.
- Arriving at 3 in the night into a total deserted Paraganj district, the only one’s awake where drug dealers, cows and street children. After nokking on 10 closed hotel doors, quite a night time crowd had gathered, one of the nice drug dealers showed me an open hotel. The strange thing was: He did not want to have money, the hotel was perfect AND cheap, and he wandered back into the night
This last point brings me actually to an interesting draw up”
Just like in other country’s where I travelled, people are genuine friendly. From Astron to vieng chen I was embraced in kindnes. The interressting part is that in Holland (or Switserland for that part) the superficial kindness is much less, sometimes even non-existing. But I know that The Dutch, as the Swiss are also truly Genuine in Feelings, humanity and beliefs. But the radiance of this in Europe is of such a different kind. Probably this is a whole new study object for someone else, or for another time
