The place of the five legged cow
The town of Pushkar in Rajasthan is most famous in India as the place where Lord Brahma dropped a lotus petal and created the holy green lake where devout Hindu pilgrims have bathed for centuries. It is famous globally for the yearly Camel fair that is held in October or November when two hundred thousand cattle herds men’ arrive on foot from the surrounding areas, closely followed by droves of western tourists who now make up this bizarre circus.
The lake is heavily polluted and hundreds of tricksters clothed as Sadhus work the ancient ghats. The man who owns the five legged cow is king and pretty dancing girls will pose for photographs. Pushkar is a holy town where drugs are openly sold and taken and eggs are forbidden confusing the trusting foreign traveller and Indian tourist alike that this desert town could be a wonderful place to chill out and relax.
People in search of spiritual meaning in their lives get swept along the dusty main road that runs through the centre of the town, some times lost in a ‘bang lassi’ haze, easily losing their belongings and their minds from the constant harassment of persistent con-men. It sounds like a nightmare and in many ways, to the uninitiated, it is. It is rich with human life, alive and never dull and I love that this micro bubble of madness exists.