Cross Dressed in Pushkar
Trip Start Dec 18, 2013
17Trip End Jan 03, 2014
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Really exhausted from last night's party next door. Sat down at Sunset restaurant for a breakfast of nutella on pancake and flipped the local papers. I was just gobsmacked at the number of rape crime articles. India had recently been in the international limelight for a long series of rape crimes on foreign women. Those were the ones reported on global news. There were even more local rape reports on the papers I was holding. (I have this whole paragraph of my thoughts on this subject which are totally unrelated to a travel blog..so I just blanked it out - Ed)
Lotus to Earth
My day then started quite well with the walk around Pushkar Lake and weaving through Sadar Bazaar/Laxi Market, completely removed anything negative about last night's unholy disco
The priest who had his legs amputated due to diabetes, introduced me to the story of the Hindu god Brahma and also the creation of Pushkar Lake - an act of a lotus falling from the hands of Lord Brahma to earth, forming the lake as it is.
The history of Pushkar Lake goes as far as 4th century BC. Whilst interesting, I couldn't help but relate the analogy of a lotus falling to an event of an ancient meteoriod crash impact on earth. Perhaps this could be more probable?
I explored more ghats and witnessed many devotees cleansing themselves of sin in the holy lake. Leaving the ghats and wandering along the shopping strip of Sadar Bazaar, I found myself shopping for traditional Indian pants and bought a couple at 200 Rs each. The lunch break at Out of The Blue cafe had fantastic views over the lake and the rooftops of Pushkar proper.
Stopped by the local pharmacy and stocked up on diarrhea medicine, vitamin C and oral hydration salts, all for just 250 Rs
If you are after an ATM cash out, ICIC bank purportedly charges zero fees for cash withdrawal at its ATM. This is located at the turnoff from Sadar Bazaar to Sunset restaurant.
Cross Dressed in Pushkar
Returned to room and came out in my newly bought garbs of floral red pants and striped red shawl. Under the magical sunset light, I must had confused some locals at the ghat when one asked me if I am a man or a lady!!
A group of Indian teachers from Ajmer came round and we had quite a robust conversation on hinduism and islam in India. Every new conversation had also been reinforcing a reality that some form of conflict is brewing between the two in India or maybe Rajasthan. I was constantly reminded that all it takes is just one minor slight from either side, and all hell will break loose.
My bowel woes were not over yet. But my appetite had increased dramatically that I chowed down a large serve of vegetable pulao with vegetable curry. So fibrous! I was told that the party last night will make a return on New Year's Eve. Blistering barnacles! Luckily I will be out of here by tomorrow on an early 7am bus to Jodhpur. Peaceful quiet Pushkar tonight, as it should be.