If I ever thought that I could find solitude and tranquillity in India I long for so long, I've been very mistaken. This is too big of a country with even bigger population.
There are three types of tourists in India. The first kind are the superficial hari-krishna people who bought all this Indian hari-krishna stuff (even though no one apart from them really wears it) such as the hare rama jhola, some very meaningful bracelets, noisy ankle bracelets, having a lulu or some sort of feathers or other hippie stuff in their hair. Or shaving their heads or having dreadlocks. They touch the last step before entering a temple but I strongly doubt they know why.
Then there are the real hari krishna people who have really lost it. They look like sort of an Indian babas and can speak basic Hindi. They sit on the floor, wear just the most simple clothes, pray with locals. Indians do not bother them, my best guess is they sort of accepted them. And then there is the third type; a typical tourist seeking a cheap holidays at a seaside.
I believe I belong to the first type, from the Indian point of view at least. I am a special breed though; with not caring too much about my hygiene, not bothered with toilet paper, make up or what I use for washing, whether I sleep on a clean sheets- or sheets at all- where I stay as long as it is safe. Of course I still freak out when see a cockroach in my room, or would not talk to strangers. At this point though I'm trying to avoid any people at all. But that is another story.
