Childless in Hyderabad October 21st, 2009
Hyderabad is one amazing area of India that has grown exponentially with the cyber boom. The technical suave people call Hyderabad “Cyberabad“. It has generated job, wealth and excellent night clubs. What a great change from the rest of India! I was able to see just how the middle class and upper class Indians live happily here. I also met Americans working here as well and getting paid a decent wage.
After checking into one of the many luxury hotels Hyderabad now offers the thousands of tourists and business class every week, I decided to go and see the Muslim quarter. This was where I encountered a mentally challenged Indian boy names Raj. He attaches himself to every one he meets. This little boy actually clung to me for almost a mile, I mean he followed me and he would only be inches away. I finally had to pay an entrance fee to climb up the Charminar. This little boy tried to follow me inside, but he had no money. That was a hard thing for me to do, but I didn’t come here to adopt a child!
From my lofty vantage point, I could see him waiting down below. I had to come up with some way to exit the worlds largest Mosque without Raj detecting me. If he did detect me, I’d have to run as fast as I could, in and out through traffic to lose him. I knew Indian children would beg money from me, but I didn’t expect them to follow me where ever I went! But, while in the Mosque I notice just how they love pigeons, they are constantly feeding them around the Mosques. I don’t like pigeons, to me they are flying rats. Since the ground here is considered holy everyone had to take off their shoes, so with the combination of sweaty feet and tons of pigeon droppings, I was creating pigeon mud! Yuck!
I did manage to sneak past Raj as I left, he was distracted by a pigeon! Eventually, I made my way back to my hotel and lo-and-behold, Raj was waiting for me in front of the hotel! Unbelievable! I decided I had to do some rough justice, I told him to go away. This worked! He was definitely hurt because he kicked me in the shin and ran off!
Tomorrow, I’ll wear shin guards and will immediately tell any child following me to shove off.
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