A short ferry ride along the smoothly flowing Ganga ji led us to our breakfast stop. A small nondescript chai shop, spotlessly clean. One US dollar fed two grownups.
Masala Omlette, fresh bread and spicy channa …
It’s my personal belief that chai is the cornerstone of the Rajasthan economy and an integral part of the social fabric of their life. There, to refuse to sit over chai with someone is akin to telling your mother that you won’t be home for Christmas.
“God wont come and get the teeth, you have to go to Ajmer and a dentist man takes them out for God.”
