They, the dead, they were the first to arrive. On a street by the Ganges river, in the city of Varanasi, dozens of corpses awaited the arrival of the living. The bodies were covered in colored robes and adorned with flowers. It had not yet dawned. They were not in a hurry.
Then, come to my ears musical notes and a voice begins to sing. A few feet away from me a young, only child, wearing a traditional costume plays dirulba, a stringed instrument. He is accompanied by a letter that looks like a lament or, at least, gave me melancholy.
Dirt, trash, rot swirling corners, on sidewalks, along streets, before stores, with food stalls, in the sacred Ganges River. Because that is India, a place to live magnificent treasures, extraordinary landscapes, hospitable, friendly and smiling, with grinding poverty and inequality more lacerating.
An hour later we plant two resounding kisses and leaves us at the door of Thaj Majal, the two young backpackers contemplate the wonder almost with indifference, in his eyes there is only room for the glow of aquamarine, and plan, many plans. No time to lose, What will they do with the dough?
These claims or try to climb it for a photo without permission is like I got ahead of an aunt that I liked the street and tell. -Eh, Solid, show me tits
(...) It was a miracle not have killed them all. Intruders in the asphalt that cause their death almost dragged a car. Above him is a bundle covered with a sheet of colors. One can guess that it is a human corpse (...)
There are dreams that belong to the world of unattainable, but the passage of time and effort to achieve a chance to realize other more mundane. One of those fascinations had made me reach Agra, famous for hosting the incomparable Taj Mahal.
The last two months of travel have been, probably, the most intense. Nepal and its beautiful mountains sacred revealed a pleasure in my nature to know. Top hundred yards without stopping up every day, pointing to an uncertain fate Snow, cold, and the best cards in the world, I generated a mixture of insecurity and joy hard to describe.