After the first night in India and after the first breakfast which was really not so what I understand under a "breakfast", after the first impressions of the million people city and after a horrible leela with a milk shop.

My friend brought me to a milk shop. A big plate was there and the milk was boiling. The smell already was too much for me. (Today I don't drink milk anymore) and the cult was to get a glass of milk and then a piece of skin ... wuaaahhgg --- horror.

We took a bus to Haridwar, a very holy, a vegetarian town at the Ganges river. My first meeting with the most holy river of the world. I jumped in and when I came up again, I thought I have to present all my money.

My money came from an incredible leela and it was from an insurance company, called "Allianz". So, I went over the bridge in Haridvar and gove my money to the people. "Viele Gruesse von der Allianz Versicherung" I said in German language. "Best wishes from the Allianz Insurance company" ...

When the money was empty I met one Saddhu, One man in orange dress and with a beard and long hairs. We looked each other and give wordless salutations ...

The next day I met this Saddhu again on a walk at the river bed. He called Himself Babaji and I don't take care much about, because I didn't hear much about Babaji and even the name was not in my mind. This Babaji called me "Dopuri", what means canon ball.

He told me "You only smoke telephone, if there is no telephone don't smoke".

I was thinking this man is crazy and "telephone beedies" were the best beedies in this area, so I thought you only take the best, and if there is not the best, I will not take it ...

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