Five thousand camels, several thousand heads of cattleThe dessert sucks the moisture out of your skin
Swirls of color as women skim the barren land
Camels in the streets, pulling mountains of hay
Maddening noise fromthe horns as we wiz by other vehicles
Tight alleys crowded with sarees, ramshakle carts overflowing with vegetables
Every day someone gives me a carrot
Every day someone gives me a carrot
First hot shower in 5 days
Cows aimlessly wander
Thali's, parathas, curries, chaiNamaskar, danyavaad, ek, do, teen, chaar.... chello chello
2 1/2 hours, 12 hours, 2 hours driving the dessert- the mind goes quiet
India has numbed me or over stimulated me. Which ever, it is doing just as I needed. I am fully present.
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