After or even during an Indian meal tonight we discovered that Hindus eat meat. I always thought they were vegetarian but it seems there are both within the religion, meat and veggie eater.
I am not sure if that is correct as a young boy in Goa, a Hindu from Bangladesh informed me of much in respect of this religion. Another gentleman there pointed out that the young boy was slightly deranged and to ask him why they burned the dead bodies. Well I never did ask and the older gentleman never did tell me and as I have no urgent desire to know I did not enquire.
The young boy in question, Sinbad, was a talker and last time I saw him he insulted me. Yes, he asked me whether I had children and I told him that I did not because it was not meant to be.
He looked at me and said that everyone would say I was not a good woman if I could not have children. Well that hurt and I did try to argue that I was a good woman. He just kept re-iterating that having no children was not good.
I went off him at that point, maybe I was feeling over sensitive but I said that at some point I would help other children without parents, especially in India where they are deserted due to being too expensive for the parents to feed and keep. This made him feel uncomfotable and he changed his tune talking about how good that was. So I pointed out that if I had children then I would not be able to help other children due to the financial implications. We spoke of other things and for some reason I mentioned that it was OK because I had a very good Guardian Angel. He looked at me and his cousin looked too and nodded his head in agreement after looking at me. So whether the latter had the gift of the third eye or not I do not know. Anyway the conversation finished and we did not seem to talk much more after that during the holiday.
Strange, last time we were there he talked the back legs of a donkey into the wee small hours. Maybe he just likes to hear himself speak and has allusions of grandieur. Well there is more to say about him but it was the veggie subject that reminded me of him, strange how your memory works, or does not.
