Spending any time in India will inevitably result in some quality time with cows. I have spent significant time in places where cows wander the streets freely, but until yesterday, never turned around to find myself staring straight into the eyes of a bull walking down the street, not caring what was in its way (would you if you were a bull?). It was harmless, but still gave me a small adrenaline rush.
Then today while in a rickshaw, several cows were literally laying in the middle of the road with a whirl of activity surrounding them: cyclists, rickshaws, cars and buses. They didn't mind at all, nor did they budge. Later, in another rickshaw, we passed a dead cow lying in the street. Someone covered it with a cloth, people had placed money on the cloth as an offering, and our rickshaw driver crossed himself as we passed it. Fascinating.
this cow parked itself like a bike/motorcycle
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What up Sanders!!!! Moo Moo!
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