When i went back to Gokarna, it was barely recognizable. The streets where full with people. There were long waiting queues at the temples and beggars came from far away, because pilgrims are obliged to give alms. Most of them gave the beggars rice.
On the 24. of february, Shiva's birthday, was the highlight of the festival. A huge wagon made by wood, was pulled through the mainstreet only powered by men. Other poeple throw bananas and money towards the wagon.
bestselling artikel were plasticcellphones and toy guns. Nearly every child had those toys in their small hands.
Meanwhile the situation within the beggars got more aggressive. Living above the smelling sewers and exhausted, they nearly fight for each pilgrim and their small reviers.
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