at a tea stall, somewhere in leh …
The bolero came to a screeching halt… they were 5 friends…. having driven from manali…. they got off… stretching their limbs, dusting their clothes… 3 ordered their tea one ordered his coffee and the fifth started stuffing manala cream (marijuana for the innocent ones) into his cigarette… the four left for the restroom the fifth guy pulled a plastic chair and sat across a foreigner.
Sittin on the plastic chair the fifth one exchanged a smile with a foreigner and continued his stuffing of cigarette merrily without a care in the world…
Foreigner (F) : “hey”
5th friend (5) : “hey”
F: so where are you coming from ?
5 : Manali…
F : great !
5 : you ?
F : Manali too..
5: you from ?
F : Palestine… hey mate, can i have one of those cigarettes you are gonna smoke… !!
5 : sure !! I ll make one for you too… !!
( the 5th friend suddenly notices only their vehicle in parking this guy is alone.. no vehicle.. )
5 : you a tourist ?
F : yea.. ! so you guys drove from manali ?
5 : yea… we drove… about 350 kms.. (smiles)
F : Lazy people, you Indians ! …. I came walking… !!!