Hindistan Cocuklari

‘One rupee madam’ ‘Madam Help madam’ ‘Ek rupee madam’

And it goes on and on. I was expecting someone (one of the ladies in our group i should say) would lose control and kick one of the beggars away. Hehe
OK I admit it was not very wise to bring parents up north when they visited india only for one week! I wanted them to experience India there where I thought it would be more interesting than the awesome beaches and forests down south. Buuuut they got scared a little at first and then they were really sad after seeing all these people on the street in unbelievable conditions..

So why did I write some part of this post in english you may wonder, huh? I recieved bad news from France, that I wont be able to see Mr. Mon Cheri at the time I was hoping to see him. Anyway I am going back to İstanbul next week for ten-fifteen days and then come back to the land of rainbows.

Annem babam, ve grubumuzdaki diger insanlar dun İstanbul’a gitti. Biraz korktular basta sonra cok uzulduler yoksulluga, en sonra da benim burada mutlu olusuma hayret ettiler. Israrli dilenciler, dik dik bakan insanlar ve bunun gibi Hindistan ‘esans’larindan basta cok rahatsiz oldular ama gitmelerine yakin artik sokaktaki dilencilerle bas etmeyi ogrenip, her dilenci cocuga aciyip 1dolar vermemeyi ogrendiler. Hindistan onlara da bi seyler ogretti hemencecik sanirim. Her sey bi yana hepsi en az bir kere kaziklanmis olmalarina ragmen, mutlu mesut İstanbul’a donduler dun. Tahminimce Hindistandan sonra Istanbul’a donunce Isvicre’deymis gibi hissedicekler, ve ilk isleri Kuru Fasulye-Pilav yanina ezogelin corba ya da tavuk suyuna corba pisirip afiyetle mideme dokunur mu diye dusunmeden yemek olucak
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Baba Zula’nin bi sarkisi vardi : İstanbul Cocuklari Tipki bir Gokkusagi diye.. Iste HIndistan Cocuklari geeercekten bir Gokkusagi..