At the Delhi Airport, ready to board a flight home via the Mother Country. Sitting here, surrounded by fellow travelers, I am reminded of my ever growing disdain of backpacking, soul-searchers in India. Not because I begrudge them their “journey” but because too often they expect everything and everyone to bend to their every whim while they traipse through this land of apparent spiritual plenty.
Dear raggedy neo-hippie, swathed in Fabindia khadi, berating the Coffee Day guy for not making your chai fast enough, complaining that the these stupid people at the airport are “totally killing” your good karma high,
Get over yourself.
Kisses,
your fellow travelers and the universe at large
And on that tolerant, peaceful note, I sign off, consigning this blog to hiatus until my return to the land of curry and mithai (if the god(desses) allow).
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