At the roof top terrace in our Bundi hotel there was building work in progress and monkeys appearing over the wall while we had our porridge and pancakes. On the road to Ranthambore (Jungle Book) were the usual dead dogs and even a dead cow today and bunches of bananas ripening on the grills of TATA trucks. Raju told us yesterday that the cows get cast out onto the street after their milking days are gone. People then take pity on them and feed them on the streets – not so holy as we thought then.
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