After four and a half months, I had arrived back in Pushkar. It was hot, hot, hot (a running average of 42 degrees celsius without air conditioning) and sleepy. However, it was wonderful to be back amongst friends. I was home.
Pushkar: holy cows, mango curry and chapatis, bells and whistles, bangles galore, motorbikes, masala chai, cheeky monkeys, celebrations, saris and lenghas, gulab jamun...
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