The roads don't have left and right sides, only a middle and one only pulls over only if the oncoming vehicle is bigger than you are. Holy cows, bullocks, donkeys, camels, elephants, horses, stray dogs, chickens, goats, pigs and people on bicycles make journeys interesting. Oh yes, don't forget the rickshaws - bicycle-driven or motorized tuk-tuks which also scoot in and out of the rest of the melee.
Spicey smells and other not so pleasant odours abound. The flip side though is the abundance of beautiful, brightly clad women in their saris. Most have fresh flowers in their hair. The children are smiling and playful and as "Pampers" are only available or can be afforded in the larger more affluent cities, bare bottomed small children are everywhere.
I don't think we ever passed through even a small village where the kids weren't out playing cricket. Usually the bat was a piece of old wood as was the wicket and the ball was usually something like an old tennis ball. |
