It was again a day for travelling! My friend Kaps and I were going to Chittogarh Fort, which is situated 140 km from Udaipur. It is the largest fort in India and the grandest in the state of Rajasthan.
Inside there is a beautiful temple and many houses from the village.
I woke up that morning in a very bad mood with no reason, but when the doctor came, I felt a lot better. In the previous articles I told you about him – I was really fortunate to meet person who is so funny and outgoing. That day while I was grumpy he was just telling me some jokes and gave me some spare time until my mood was good again. For the first time in my life I had the possibility to have a male friend and I was feeling so happy because of his care and patience when I was in a bad mood. There was only one thing that bothered me the whole day – his phones were ringing every 5 minutes. I figured that being a doctor, you have no day off, even if it is Sunday. Kapil actually told me, that before our meeting he had done 2 operations. I can only be amazed of his punctuality and strictness, and his ability to combine his hectic daily routines with his personal life and friends. During our trip, when he saw I was feeling better, he surprised me with two dark chocolates, and we managed to finish them until noon. When we arrived at the Chittogarh Fort, I was fascinated one more time by the beautiful nature in India.
From a distance, we had the possibility to see even a small waterfall. When we reached the fort were amazed by the all the monkeys playing around, being fed by the other tourists.
With its formidable fortifications, Bappa Rawal, the legendary founder of the Sisodia dynasty, received Chittor in the middle of the eighth century, as part of the last Solanki princess’s dowry. It crowns a seven-mile- long hill, covering 700 acres (280 hectares), with its forts, temples, towers and palaces. It was something really enormous and outstanding, and definitely worth seeing.
While we were enjoying the beauty of the place, some people visiting the nearest temple asked if they can take a picture with us. It was funny because they were insisting to have photo and with Kapil, so he was joking because I attracted people that kept their eyes also on him. We didn’t stay long but enjoyed it very much and soon went back in the car on the way to Udaipur.
When we got back, it was heavily raining and the town was floated.
Groups of people were walking around and the water was covering up to their knees. For the first time in my life, I saw something like this. You can imagine it was almost impossible to move around with the car in most of the central areas so Kapil proposed that we go to his hotel and have dinner over there until the rain stops and the water goes away. He kindly asked me what I want for dinner and called the chef so he could’ve prepare it by the time we got to the hotel. We needed at least 20 minutes to escape the traffic and the water and to reach the place. The doctor was very concern about me at this time, because of the work with the kids in the after school program sometimes I was forgetting to take my meals and have lost shortly a lot of weight. He was thinking it was a consequence of the stress from working with the leader of the program and maybe at some point he was right. I was very pleased of the fact my dear friend Kapil was so concerned about me and always so kind and helpful, taking care of me.
The dinner was more than tasty and the chief have cooked all of my favorite meals. It was raining so beautifully outside and the drops of water were falling in the pool so I decided to convince Kapil to go and run under the rain. He is so funny and open-minded, so he immediately agreed and I was very happy. I was really blessed to have a person like him around me in India. It totally changed my view of friendship between a man and a woman and I can say, without any doubt, that it is possible and we are a great example of it.
We dried our clothes and hair, but it was still raining, so we stayed a little longer together and discussed about the economy in India and how people are proceeding with their taxes.
The doctor explained to me that almost none of Indian people pay their taxes and only some luxury places like restaurants and hotels make an exception. All the receipts are written on hand and this cannot gather a fair picture of how much people must pay because there is no transparency.
I began to feel a conviction that in the countries without transparent economy and possibility for paying taxes the phenomena of the decline rich-poor is more that predictable. Hiding taxes and deprivation of the National Treasury of recourses which can develop one country, whether in connection with its infrastructure, or if the overall investment looks more like a basic instinct game and could not help the country to have a normal standard of living for everybody.
The situation in the developing countries (including my homeland Bulgaria) I can compare with the ending of the book “King Rat”, which I recently have finished and liked so much. After the quote I will leave you with your thoughts, my dear readers, is it normal, hiding taxes and not paying them. Because according to me this can help financially a certain group of people, but for the others it turns out a survival issue.
In the novel “King Rat” the main protagonist with a entrepreneurial spirit, a war prisoner in the military camp, proposed few people to start growing and after that to sell the meat of the Rats to the other prisoners of war, telling them it is a venison meat (from a small breed of deer in this region). King Rat gave symbolically the name Adam to the first rat they found, and Eva the female one. After the war ended, the local forces moved the prisoners and left the cases of rats without knowing they existed.
“Adam was still tearing his teeth on the network to get to the food outside, he was fighting with the same vigor with which he had fought from the first moment when they closed him in the cell. And his patience was rewarded. Sidewall was destroyed; he rolled on the living food and soon from it was left nothing. Then he rested, and when felt ready for the next cell soon he received its flesh. Eva comes to him, He quenches his sexual thirst with her and when satisfied, they both together led the fight for survival. After a while, the outer wall one of the trenches undermined and many cells were opened and the dead fed the alive, then the weak fed the strong one – and so on until finally there were left only equal in strength. Then they began roaming in the camp and fight each other.And Adam ruled, for he was the King. Until the day his will to be King deserted him. Then he died, food for a stronger. And the strongest was always the King, not by strength alone, but King by cunning and luck and strength together. Among the rats.”
In other words, it is a story about the inequality in fighting and in life; the strong ones always win over those who are weak.
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