Travel Notes from New Delhi, India
Believe me when i say that everything youève heard about India is probably true. I am now in New Delhi and i cannot explain how tantric this city is. The minute i stepped outside the airport, i was already smoking with an Indian police. It's been almost three days that i am roaming around in New Delhi and i actually love it.
Itès cold out here, about 12-15 degrees in the morning and at night. The pollution is just awful and i think i stepped on cow poop. I have so many photos i canèt wait to share with everyone.
Everyday seems a new learning experience for me which i would like to share with you guys when i properly blog about India. A change of plan happened and i already went to Taj Mahal yesterday. I had goose bumps as soon as i walked leading towards the gate. Itès like heaven, really. Iève never seen a more beautiful palace in my entire life. And dare i say, India is probably the most beautiful country iève seen so far.
Iève been only here a few days, but my experiences riding the butt-numbing bus, the spiritual driver i hired for a day tour and the many Israeli friends iève met have become part already of my journey. At the Taj Mahal, i felt sad knowing i could have enjoyed this amazing place with the people i love the most. I guess, in this lifetime, my job is to share it with them first.
Iève been drinking Kingfisher Strong 650ml non-stop and i love it. I have a clock here and i am a bit confused what time really is. I donèt have a watch nor a guide book. I ask people around where to go, and luckily iève had incredible suggestions which i might follow. This is why i donèt like making plans, because if i did, my story would have been different.
I am riding the train to Varanasi tonight 18:45. I will arrive there by half past seven in the morning the next day. I am mentally, physically and spiritually prepared. Iève been waiting my whole life for this moment. And i think, itès time for me to be born again.
When i have the time, i want to share with you the most unexpected but most heartfelt advice iève ever received from new Indian friend, Suraj. He said, ÈWe are all selfishÈ. We only think of ourselves. He left the note that right at this very moment, God has paved away to bring happiness and answers to one person. I knew this would happen. To give back his kindness, i gave him my ultimate Pinoy Boy advice. He liked the Japanese girl at my back. I gave him my 1000 Yen bill and told him to ask the girl if she knows where she can exchange the bill. ha ha ha It didnèt go out the way itès planned but itès fun.
The reason why people who go to India never forget the place, is not because of Taj Mahal (Itès beautiful and all) and the temples but the people you see on the streets, the people you talk to... They pierce your hearts with their eyes. They see you, honest, truthful, and patient. I can never lie.
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