(10) India was India to the end. The driver of the car accident that happened right in front of me took me by surprise on the last day.

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(10) India was India to the end. The driver of the car accident that happened right in front of me took me by surprise on the last day.

I was disappointed in Kentucky, which I had been looking forward to, but now all I had to do was to return home.

It was definitely a very exciting time for me, despite all that happened. However, I wanted to go back to Japan as soon as possible. I honestly wanted to get out of India as soon as possible.

Finally, on the last day, I was on my way to the airport, but the highway was unusually empty.

Tomorrow is a festival, so the roads will be clear."

That's how the guide explained it. Oh, I see.

But after a while, before I knew it, I was stuck in traffic.

Then he said, "I am not a good person.

Tomorrow is the festival, so the roads will be jammed."

Huh? Isn't that the opposite of what you just said? It's only been 30 minutes.

Is this Indian? Appropriate. They don't care about contradictions.

God is fickle. If God smiles, good things happen. If God is angry, bad things happen. There is no consistent God.

I don't think much about cause and effect or logic. It all depends on the mood of God. This may be a way of thinking unique to India, a country of chaos where anything can happen.

In this light, how logical it is for Buddhism to pursue a strictly causal relationship.

But I also had a sudden thought at this moment.

Some streets are empty. That's because of the festival. But at the same time, "Some roads are crowded because of the festival.

I guess we can think of it this way. I'm going to stop now, I'm going to get stuck in a ditch.

As you can see, traffic jams in India are not just traffic jams. If there is even the slightest gap between lanes, they will rush in at an angle, without regard for the lanes.(7) To Rishikesh, the holy land of yoga: A visit to the holy land of the upper Ganges, made famous by the Beatles' stay in the city.As I wrote in my article on the "The battle of the millimeter", this is exactly where the battle for just a millimeter will be fought.

I have been thinking since I came to India that I have been wondering how they can attack such a car so close to the edge and not cause an accident, but rest assured, they have. India, after all, has it. Sure enough, the accident happened right in front of me.

As I just mentioned, in India, it is common practice to cut in as soon as there is a gap. As you can see in this photo, once these two bikes move ahead, there will be a space there. This is where the car will insert its head from the left. Of course, the battle is fought at low speeds because of the traffic congestion.

And then the incident happened.

A slight gap appeared in the left front of the white car in front of me. A van was heading toward it, entering at an angle. The angle of the van was quite acute, perhaps more than 45 degrees to the car going straight ahead. However, the white car did not yield. It showed no sign of avoiding the van at all and continued to go straight ahead.

But the van that cuts in doesn't slow down either. Are you sure? Are you sure? You're going to hit me! This moment lasted only a few seconds, but I remember it vividly. It was as if in slow motion (actually, it was slow motion), this van plowed into a white car.

Aaah!" I couldn't help but say!

We bumped into each other! We bumped into each other!"

Yes, we bumped into each other," the guide said, smiling unconcernedly. I wondered why he was so calm.

The van hit the left front part of the white car, and the white car was obviously deformed. This is what would happen if the cars collided with each other, even at low speeds.

But the real surprise began here.

The driver of the car that hit the driver suddenly opened the window of the door, raised his hand and said "I'm sorry! and then he left! What? That's the end of it!

Moreover, the person who was hit did not take any action against it and started running!

No, no, no, no! Are you sure! Are you sure you want to do this?

...I was stunned. Look at the photo above. This is the car on the side that was hit. The front left side of the car was clearly deformed. The front left side of the car was clearly deformed.

You say, "Yes, what are you going to do about this? It was a traffic accident, right? What are you going to do about the police or something?"

No, nothing will happen. The police won't come either."

You said, "Yes, but it's broken, isn't it? You have to fix it, don't you? How do you fix it?"

The insurance will fix it.

No, I don't mean that. You have to pay for the insurance. The other person hit me and you're okay with that?"

Yes, I'm fine.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Why not make the person who hit you pay?"

I don't have a choice. It would take several years if I went to trial in India. Hahaha."

I had to laugh at this exchange with the guide. Yes, in India, basically everything is your own responsibility. If you get bumped, you have to take care of it yourself.

Moreover, India is famous for the time it takes to get a case to trial.

This is partly due to the loose nature of the Indian people, but above all, the Indian people's eloquence and love of speeches is out of the ordinary. This is the reason why the trial did not proceed at all. As our guide said, there was nothing we could do. This is India.

In the midst of this traffic jam, I suddenly felt something cross the left side of my field of vision and looked to my left.

To my surprise, a motorcycle was riding on the sidewalk at a very high speed! I laughed at this.

And not just one bike. Motorcycles came one after another. What is it with India? We were laughing in the car.

That's why Mr. Modi had all the schools and stores closed during the G20. We can't let these people be seen by the VIPs of other countries," our guide said, laughing.

Thus, I arrived safely at the airport and started my journey home. It was thanks to that mysterious injection that I was able to return home in good health. If it had not been for that, I might still have been a bit gaunt.

Ah... I'm back...

The first thing I ate after returning to Japan was Yoshinoya's beef bowl. I had a craving for Yoshinoya's beef bowl on the flight back to Japan. It was a true craving. And when I was able to enjoy this treat, I was very moved! I had been fed up with Indian food, and this was a blessing from God.

Still, it's delicious. It is wisdom. This is Japanese wisdom. It's amazing that such deliciousness can be served so quickly and inexpensively!

Ahhh... Japan is still the best..!

At any rate, I have returned from India. My visit to India is now over. India was still a tough country, and I would have to be very careful in my next visit to India and Sri Lanka, which would be in two months. I immediately started my preparations....

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