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Published: January 20th 2006
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The Sadu
Boxed the Kids Ears! Kids? I'm not sure if I mentioned before about the kids. I'm not married or anything. I don't have kids. It happens that I work with infants and toddlers. They find me. How does it happen I have no idea, it just does. But about the kids. It was something I picked up when I was in the Amazon and on an adventure on a wooden raft there with my Dad. This was back in the early 90s. The minute my Dad and I got off the plane in Iquitos, Peru, we were surrounded by starving kids. Well, they weren't all starving, but they all wanted money. Our guide, Ney Pinero, took out a handful of change and just threw it in the air and they all scrambled for it. (Maybe I'll write a book about this sometime because it could make a cool book, kids from Peru and the Amazon.) "James" got tired of that after awhile so he made the kids work for thier money. How did he do this? By having them draw pictures for him.
As it was in Peru, so it would be in India.
At one point, at the Amber Fort in Agra,
Opening?
"Hey Baby..." here was this Sadu (the guy on the right) very patiently looking at all these kids doing drawings for ten ruppies apiece, or more. Some of these kids had been disabled--they were so crooked you could tell they'd been set that way as infants. Most all of them were untoucheable. I couldn't help but kiss them on the cheeks and hands. Others were functional. After awhle, there was quite a crowd and it started to get a little out of control. My Tuk Tuk driver, named Krishna, gave me the high sign that it was time to get out of there. Krishna was definately cool. He'd invited me to go see some "girls" some "pretty girls" like all day long but I wasn't there for that, or into it. Not that i couldn't or past that or anything. (I never have hired a prostitute, I don't have the wiring for that, kind of disgusts me) Anyway...I looked up on Krishna's prompt, I hadn't noticed there were so many. So, about this one functional kid, he shined shoes, and he'd done one drawing and went chasing after me and Krishna in the Tuk Tuk. He wasn't going to do another drawing,
At the Cottage
Wine of Living he just wanted more money...and this Sadu guy (on the right) came up and boxed the kids ears!
I realized that it was the Sadu's job to beg. Keep in mind the Sadu had not offered to do a drawing. I reached into my wallet and gave him ten or twenty bucks, and then I yelled back to the shoe shine boy, "It's his job! You keep at work!"
So back at the Cottage, between India and Guatemala...
"Life is full of, um, everything," she says.
"That's what the trip to India was like."
"Perfect, PERFECT!" And then she writes, "Is there anything that's perfect in this world?"
I chime in. "In India, when they make carvings or tapestries, they always leave a little nick in there, and when you ask they why, they say only God is perfect."
"Life is full of everything!!"
"More wine?"
"No, thanks. I've got to go."
My job doesn't permit me to date women. Few seem to understand that I actually do. I don't know. Maybe I'll get married sometime and have kids of our own, ya never know. I could do that, yeah,
Advises James
Highly Sophisticated provided the proper time, place, and circumstances.
Mentioned earlier that India processed through its sexual revolution about a thousand years ago and now jsut has good fun. Not fun like American's sexual carnival. There is a vibe throughout the North of India where you just don't think about sex, at least, I didn't. It's like the Bollywood films where you get all wound up in the emotions and want to cry and at the end realize that no one actualy kissed or touched lips, they just got very very close to it. I didn't know that hours after my return to the States I would be thinking about having sex constantly, a la total Carnival!
I'd think of the highly sophisticated woman on the tour who offered advice that "James" would be better off marrying a woman from any country other than America. She approved of women from Canada and Austraila for him. They are very nurturing, she said. Also women from England. She dissaproved of women from India for him based on the East is East and West is West thing, and also from some other country. This woman happened to be British.
James wondered, "Could he make a woman happy from anywhere?" He bothered to listen to her because she had designed the best myss.com butt pack on the tour. He felt she deserved an award for that butt pack and that's how the conversation started.
Women. Advice. Endless.
Advice is always a little confusing to "James". He usually dates women that are younger than his age like maybe twelve or seventeen years younger. Somehow he already feels he is married if only to Life and often asks himself, What Is Marriage? so many get married and never seem to ask what it is. He sold lots of books on marriage at the Bodhi Tree Bookstore, thousands!!!!
When there is a true need, one is there. He continues to love each one and cannot close his heart, even to the ones that have been mean to him.
Something about Carolyn. It didn't seem she'd ever been married and in fact, I don't think she has. The legend is that she grew up in a convent. There's not a lot of stock given in convents to marriage with men. She didn't seem to be dating anyone on the trip. It wasn't really a "dating tour." Any couples that got together, and miraculously there were one or two, kept it a secret as best they could. I guess they were following Carolyn's lead. It's not easy to date when you are in a position like she is. Everybody wants you to heal them more than build a relationship. (The trick is, to act like a slob most the time.)
And that's another story entirely.
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