Addiction may cause strong people

Now that I am here in Gorakhpur(50km away from Nepalese border) thinking of what shall I think of the past 2-month-India-experience, with certain I can conclude one: the time is 'never' enough. In a way it is very hectic but chilled country which is being ruined by fast western self-consuming trend. Some may say that India is dirty and its people unclean, but I call it honest dirt. It is not nice to have trash everywhere but at least one can see what consequences this type of life-approach bring right away, while in west it is all being buried and incinerated away from mass' sight, 'it wasn't me' whistling while kicking the s.h.i.t. under the carpet. No excuse for any of these. India and its people still feel more innocent then western, still more dignity, respect and honesty but then one usually gets a cold shower in form of obvious trust abuser. I would say one of key social problems nowadays and anywhere is such an abuse of relationship, trust and honesty, that we distance ourselves, build the walls of prejudice and close little gate to the world and life. I suppose it is us and our rotten momentary nature. I declare my-rotten-self a war!
Anyhow I also wanted to mention some good times I have recently gone through. I met a good old friend in Vashisht, small village near Manali. No, it was not a coincidence we knew it was going to happen, sooner or later. Lu and her recent friend took me for climbing session, I have to note my first outdoor sport(rope) climbing. I have also been trusted enough to do my first ever belaying. Just very relaxed and joyful seansa including chocolate and chocolate biscuits. Later in the night we all very hungry found a pleasant place to dine and unwound interesting philosophic topics with yet another to me very enjoyable human-incarnation from Slovenja. And that was he who mentioned he was leaving to mountains for very good boulders day after the next and this idea made me visit Saku again next day.
Just in front of the wooden temple I met Jay fully packed ready for trip to Delhi and towards Nepal. We went on having a special lassi - bhang lassi, which have made the rest of my day more intense. With Saku I have confirmed the time of departure next morning at five, which I was too lazy to make. Leaving my guesthouse at around 9am I bought few apples and garlic on my way to bus-stand. There I was able to get local bus going near enough. Late in the afternoon I got off and exchanged my 3 hours sleeping sacrifice for walking to the spot before dusk. I would say a good deal done! Reaching C@#$u(I feel like not disclosing the name of this place in order to keep it as good and not so popular; only to those who ask and prove themselves) I found three dhabas. I was coming and asking whether they knew my friend Saku and at the last one they had even heard of me. Laloo's Dhaba, what an honour. Few days of lazy chill in/out of this 'restaurtent' surrounded by high hills, organic green peas farm and great boulders. No more I needed. Later me, Saku and Enrike took our tents and food stocks and went even more wild. Living among the rocks, cooking our own stow-food, enjoying life-climbing...

My mind is still there with them.