An overcrowded rickshaw
A police officer with no teeth
Thirtheen monkees hanging
in the jungle’s frightening trees
Six grown-up men in cycling clothes
Underneath a waterfall they lie
Bus driver staring outside
Watching eleven cyclists passin’ by
Two overheated stray dogs
with their greedy tongues hanging out
While a tired mechanic pulls
My racebike upside down
Champion declares we’re all champion
First one now will later be last
My head yelling down below:
‘Won’t you please shut up, legs!’
Kids in school uniforms
In line for a high-class High Five
Three supporting women reminding me
That I do need to call my wife
Indian cyclists smiling
Enjoying the never ending rain
One Telugu Titan from Rotterdam
Is fully prepared to complain
The mayor of a small town
Invites us for a cup of tea
Four parrots screaming
Scaring the holy shit out-a me
We’re in a hurry
We really gotta go
Terriby sorry,
Chalo! Chalo!
One seventeen year-old
Dreaming of the Olympics
While one brave gorgeous woman
Prepares for the Tokyo Paralympics
Time now for the CS:
Beating time in full choir
Headwind, slight slope
With all muscles on fire
Ten tireless volunteers
Working in the spotlight’s shadow
While one European cyclist
Just kicked off his left side pedal
The risk of a diarree attack
Am about to wet my pans
Doc and CP who cover me
(Literally watching my scary arse)
Eighty hopeless hobos
Dying for a cup of soup
While we race through a million hamlets
Smelling the smell of baby poop
Cows sleeping on the highway
Two dark tunnels ahead
A South African legend in pain
Wished he never left his cricket bat
Thirty tipsy Indians
Stealing the show on tonight’s dancefloor
One drunken race director
Begging the hotel manager for just one lousy more
God bless the people of this fine nation
God bless my cycling friends, so full of fun
God bless this little piece of paradise:
The devine hills of Rajastan
All the heros and heroins
Forever in my heart
Thanks Tour of Aravallis:
Atulya Bharat!
Ha Ha. Thanks a lot Marko penning this. So you are a poet too, a fine one.
Paradise exists and specially in India, these wonderful days. You have opened India a little bit for the readers of your blogs