Life in Udaipur, war in Mumbai
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The sad story:
Today I woke up early to have a yoga lesson
and I was waiting with the Yogi for other people to come. He was reading the
newspaper that was in Hindi, so I could understand only the numbers and see the
pictures. Every day in Indian newspapers there are some pictures about blasts
and bombings, three weeks earlier our arrive in Delhi there was one in the
capital city, and two weeks after one in the remote Assam. I didn’t realise
that there was a new one, so I didn’t match the dates with the unrecognizable
locations in Hindi.
Then calmly the yogi told me: this night there was a new bombing, this time in Mumbai. “They (no one knows who they are…) want only to kill. They choose crowded places in big cities, where police can’t control too much (police doesn’t control so much anywhere…), and they kill as much people as possible. They don’t ask anything. They only want to kill”.
And this is true. This time terrorists had chosen also two major hotels full of Westerners, but before they completed the massacre in the suburbs, but the astonishing matter is that they don’t ask for anything. At the second day with hostages terrorists still didn’t have any requests.
At home my relatives are a little bit
worried, but in Udaipur, were I am at the moment, only television tell this
I became angry reading online that the stupid Italian Foreign Affairs’ Minister said that it’s Al-Qaeda. This man doesn’t know his work and wants only create new alarmism through Italy. The real problem is that Muslims are in trouble with Hindi, Sikhs are in trouble with Hindi and Muslims, Hindi are in trouble with Christians and Chinese are in trouble with Tibetans. This generates Terrorism with no aim if not creating new kind of terror.
The good story:
Switching off the TV lets this sad reality
disappear, and a good story could also be told.
I want to add my comment to the previous.
So, this guy who invited us to his house was our guide at the City Palace – a
good guide indeed.
A weird evening I must say because in the end we don’t know whether the jewellery would have come up without our sari part –probably yes but who knows. In the end I wasn’t that disappointed because I learned many new things about Indians and the way to put on the sari. It was nice to see that the poor wife didn’t have the nasty business lust the husband had. She was sincere and a bit ashamed of her husband’s behaviour. From Indian point of view it’s sad to see this ugly spirit of capitalism that is conquering the country. All white people are practically walking wallets.