Indian Samurai इंडियन सामुराई

I have not yet fully understood how water works in Delhi. For example water cuts are very frequent. In fact there is a huge problem in some areas.

In my warehouse, for example, there is a guy who comes to fill the tank twice a week.

In my house I do not know how it works exactly. There are tanks on the roof and when they are empty, someone activates a pump which gets them filled. If the person in question is not here, not pump so no water!

 The day after the arrival of my friend in Delhi, I explained to her the difficulty that I have had to meet people. I am talking about the hundreds of weird Indian guys who want to “be my friend” or about expatriates who spend their evenings trashing India. These are easy to find. But the others it’s another story, maybe even more because with experience you become hyper suspicious (perhaps too much).

And as to contradict me, this is what has happened the same day: my friend and I were sitting on the balcony when I noticed the neighbours of the first floor of the opposite house (about 20 years old) packing a frame.

Half an hour later the doorbell rang.

A young Indian with spots glasses.

That handed me over a frame!

One of his friends had visited an exhibition and purchased (for €12) the following piece of propaganda for Bibles:

And he thought that this poster would be better in its place in my house!

In the same vein than my last note (cf) my friend organized a dinner with a friend of friend she met in Malaysia.... I was already not so motivated (this kind of plan with Indians does not inspire anything too good to me, question of experiences). And then she sent me a picture she had found facebooking his name: 

 I roared with laughter. No kidding! It must be a mistake, or else a joke! Well, no.

In the evening, I checked: I already had a doubt because she had told me she had found only one person with this name. Even if it is a very funny name, among 1.2 billion, there are necessarily more than one...

And when I facebooked the same, a dozen profiles came up! She found one she liked: "Hey it would be nice if it was him". And me: “Don’t get too excited, this is Shahid Kapoor on the picture!”*

In short it will be a surprise....

For the curious readers the surprise was not bad.

Even if the outcome was no different than the one I was fearing: it is apparently really hard to resist the white sirens' song ...**

* Note of myself: a Bollywood star.

** It is actually just an image, no need to be a siren, nor to sing, to be perceived as an easy "fuck". Yep there is some bitterness here, but not too much!