Visiting Indian Gypsies
• the Indian Visiting Roma
worn-out bus speeding from the Indian Jaipur to Ajmer. Kompashka we have here is better than you can imagine. At some point the woman paunchy grandfather with two cups of masala tea, and a couple of homeless people are stuck in a bus pass just because they suddenly needed all along to squeeze in all directions. If there is a collapse of the world - it was his rehearsal.
Upload to Pushkar. Pushkar - the city is very beautiful. 360 degree India as in the pictures. This, which is usually drawn in our heads. Without any impurities.
$ 5 per round room near the bus station. Opposite stretches the gypsy camp.
So said: "We are gypsies! We've got three gypsy tribe. Vaughn that lives off a little camel stationary, we are fighting, do not go there. "
live Roma in complete cesspool. The wind whipped their tents in the wind. Under his feet, it is desirable to watch them every second. Enter into anything you could easily. Although young people, despite the environment, puts on quite well.
- Hey, black-headed, let's agree on this beach, if you show me - I have for this is what should be? Money?
- No, sir, do not need money! Then buy products: oil, rice ...
are produced in the mind of artless calculation, I agreed.
hung with Roma children, smeared with their snot, I researched the camp. They showed everything, even gypsy documents 60-year-old mother that was baking some cakes, and invited to the table.
- son, family, try.
- No, Grandma, we do not try here.
I do not want to explode in the middle of camp, "Indiana Gypsy" guys, of course, hospitable, but Roma have Roma. We showed the puppet theater, twisted hoops, offered to buy the children and show Baron. - Bring Baron here, we had a talk about sanctions.
Next worse - camp (which each one hundred meters all decreased in number) go to show me Pushkar.
And Pushkar - it's like Varanasi. That is, here, too, harness people, but less significantly less.
First razvodilovo. Roma put to some dudes on the ghats at the Sacred Lake, which drew a dot on the forehead and recited some mantras, strewing flowers. At first I did not quite get what was happening. At the end of the Hare Krishna spoke:
- Come to me, brother, Rs 1,000.
- With dick you, brother? I'll even hundreds not give for what you've got sugar yes some rubbish smeared. And your Govinda do without my mower.
- No, they give of 1000. And the British and the Danes, and the Japanese.
- These can give any number. Where then throw flowers? I went.
Them that really someone gives you a thousand?
I remember, before I somehow uncomfortable here was to do so with people, but when so specifically on religion earn - I shake up. So I stuck my politeness them Donation Box. He threw flowers into the Ganges, or whatever they have in Pushkar flows, took Natasha, put on his boots, at the first gate washed away a point from his forehead.
The Roma clearly started to respect me, seeing how skillfully I walked around the first divorce planted them. We offered to enter into their gypsy mafia, on the grounds that I was a thousand of his rings and haerstaylom and so look like a gypsy mafia.
They brought to some Babaji, who lives opposite the crematorium and listen to the transistor. This steep. Quoted by Somerset Maugham, Hesse, something rubbed about Dostoevsky and Rasputin.
I have specified - he had something to Dostoevsky was born or after. These saints dick age disassemble. It showed another Holim. Watery. When he saw me, he picked up the skirts of his orange robe and wild Oromo climbed the banyan.
Roma noisy crowd rushed on Pushkarskaya street, continuing his speedy-tour.
- I see you here all know - I appeal to the Chief, Jit.
- It's me here know everything! - he said.
Roma slowed down at the grocery store.
- Come on, sir, the products we buy. Paycheck, check-out and all that.
On this day, the gypsies have desired two cans of vegetable oil, three sacks of flour, tea, twenty pounds of salt ... the corner of my eye, I noticed that the grocer brings to the piece of paper I have a four-digit amount.
I was presented a bill for 7,000 rupees (7,000 rubles at current exchange rate). Master account protested.
- You here that, romaly, the whole camp, the products purchased? Nah, I do with this money I can eat a couple of weeks. Hold five hundred rupees, and go myself.
Gypsies and the were happy. Goodbye like old friends. Well, at least my horses remained intact.
On Pushkar down overnight. Since we are in the mountains, colder fast. People basked in roadside fires. The monkeys that live on the ghats around the lake, wrapped in their blankets and go to sleep. Intimate picture emerges somewhere this time on the outskirts of the city, among the gypsy campfires. Of the body to slow down the truck crawled 43 old woman. In principle, they could be counted instead of sheep at night.