And the award for the most brazen Varanasi hawker goes to...
I'm walking through one of the quieter, more isolated ghats, when I see a figure heading my way. Unlike some of the other hawkers, this one isn't yelling at me from a distance. He comes up close to me and is speaking more softly. I can't really make out what he's saying, but I don't see any postcards, bindis, or candles on him, so I assume he must be peddling boat rides.
--Thank you, but I took a boat ride this morning.
No boat ride, madam.
--I don't want it, whatever it is.
But it is best quality!
--Best quality?
Yes, best quality hashish. Come to my house, I will show you.
--I'm sure it is, but I don't do hashish.
You don't? Everyone here do it. You should try it.
--I should? Why?
It is good for the sex.
--I don't do sex.
What! You don't do? I do sex every day. I have good Indian woman.
--Well, maybe if I had good Indian woman, I might want to do it every day too..
No, no, no. You must try it with Indian man. You could try it with me, even.
--The hashish, or the sex?
Everything! It is good together.
--But what about your good Indian woman? She won't care?
She ok. Sometimes a man has to do these things...
It was a deal I couldn't resist. Oh what a wild night we had...
;o)

What a wild story!
That is tooooo funny Basia! I love it!
Posted by: Shannon | Wednesday, November 09, 2005 at 09:25 PM
Basia,
You missed the oppurtunity, you should have tried it..(hashish and the offer... :-)
Posted by: Dilip | Thursday, November 10, 2005 at 01:02 AM
My life this week: morning coffee, morning toast and morning laugh with Basia. Life is good! Make it a daily from now on. OK?
Posted by: DonnaK | Thursday, November 10, 2005 at 10:03 AM
Just a clarification - ya'll know that the last line was written tongue-in-cheek, right? Some of the comments I was hearing today (not the ones posted here) made me wonder whether some people thought I'd really had a wild night with a drug dealer in Varanasi...I'M JUST KIDDING, guys! (I better be careful what I put out there for the world to see...a girl's gotta clear her name! sheesh!)
Posted by: Basia | Thursday, November 10, 2005 at 02:36 PM
very funny
Posted by: reader | Friday, November 11, 2005 at 03:59 PM
Basia, you actually visited my home state Kerala. My grandma lives an hour from Cochin in Kottayam. Isnt it beautiful? But the weather's absolutely terrible. If you go again you should visit my grandma. Im sure she'd love to see you... So when are you getting back to Rochester..
Posted by: Maya Mathew | Thursday, January 26, 2006 at 02:07 PM
Hi Maya! I didn't know you were from Kerala. Yes, it's absolutely gorgeous. Let me know where your grandma lives - I'll definitely visit her. Not sure when I'll be getting back to Rochester - sometime this year?
Posted by: Basia | Sunday, January 29, 2006 at 12:06 PM
Why cant put the positive image about india? I am sure, this kind of things will happen every part of the world. Sitting in other part of the world and touring few times to india and posting only the bad experiences is not good. I am sure you also had good experience and met the good people who are ready to help you.
Posted by: suresh | Sunday, February 19, 2006 at 11:26 AM
I have no idea who you are, Suresh, but you might want to read a few more of my blog entries before posting these comments. My blog is filled with things that I love about India. And just for the record, I am not "sitting in other part of the world and touring few times to india." I live in India. Just like any country on earth, India has both positive and negative images. The purpose of this blog is to talk about them both, not to paint a rosy picture. You need to get yourself a sense of humor, man!
Posted by: Basia | Sunday, February 19, 2006 at 11:59 AM