After one month in Delhi, feeling a little more wiser, a little more stronger, a little more india-wise, I head to meet my two English friends in Jaipur.
The transition of living with an indian family to being a fully fledge tourist with a sewing machine took its toll. Many people trying to sell, sell, sell, it was difficult to trust their stories as you know its a money making motive.
When Rama, (Guru-Gee) greeted me on the side of a busy street, I knew instantly I could trust this man. He is an old fella with kind eyes and wispy white hair. Guru-Gee invited us to his temple for Chai which was just across the busy street (crossing the road is an art in India).
We ended up spending the day in the temple, taking part in evening prayer and ritual chillums. Guru Gee is also an artist, he paints traditional miniature paintings.
We then sped across Jaipur to a temple which over looked the city, Rama’s grandson had just been born so we were welcomed to the feast to celebrate and bless the child.
The feast went down a treat, I have been fasting with the Hindu’s for 8 days previous, the fast is 9 days long but considering I was in the company Hindu’s this seemed like a decent excuse to brake the fast.
Guru-gee invited us to return the next day to celebrate the end of the fast with him on a decorated truck…