Hi friends! I am Mahadev108, and you're listening to a 5-th podcast of Wild Yogi Radio. India attracts like a drug, like qrazy and yet mysterious Planet, and there are only two types of people - who visited it once and said - "never again" and who begins to travel every year, more and more dropping out from the usual common man Matrix. Even if the first visit was to Goa, which seems not very authentic India, but rather noisy and an overprised tourist place, anyway "the magic ball began to roll".
Namaste my dear friends, Mahadev 108 with you, and you listerning the 4th podcast Wild Yogi Radio. Now im writing tihis script in the southern Indian state Tamil Nadu, and here is time of Pungal festival, traditional harvest selebration. and in all the villages people put speakers on the streets and all day and night loudly playing bhajans - for Ganesha, Shiva, Ayappa and godess Mariamann - local village female godess similar to Kali...
In the distant already 2001, preparing to my first trip to India, I came across one Russian website aimed to help backpackers. It was Achababa’s site and on its front page there was a quotation of one Russian hippie: "And then the mother-India took me whole".
This short phrase says a lot.