A poem about India

I wrote this today while riding the front seat of the local bus from Alleppey to Varkala in South India:

No shades of grey

Black

Drowned rat bloated in the backwaters, guts hanging out

Rubbish everywhere

Dead dog hit by car

Squat toilets with no loo paper

Russian tourists in Goa

Men spitting on the ground

Shane Warne and Liz Hurley in the gossips

Mozzies out to getcha

White

Indian hospitality, helpful and kind

Women in saris

Vegetarian thalis

Chai chai chai

Newspaper columns - journalists will philosophise

Sun drenched days
Yoga asanas

Cheap for a travellin’

Head wobbles

Photos: Kerala backwaters & vegetarian thali