Sketches of social life in IndiaBuckland, C. T. (Charles Thomas)
History
Sketches of social life in India
Buckland, C. T. (Charles Thomas)
British -- India -- Social life and customs; India -- Social life and customs
out and temptingly displayed to attract customers. The next bazaar is
full of shops containing eatables, not eatables suited to the English
taste, but different sorts of rice and grains, and confections of sugar
and almonds and cocoa-nuts and pastry, in which our native brethren
delight. At a corner where two roads cross, and the crowd is densest,
you will find an English or American missionary mounted on a chair, and
addressing the multitude with a vehemence and earnestness which arrests
their attention for a few moments, but, unfortunately, seldom produces
any permanent results. Presently we come to the place where the dealers
in elephants keep these animals for sale, and we pass among these rather
dangerous monsters with some apprehension, lest a sudden fit of jealousy
or excitement should make some irascible “Jumbo” attack our elephant.
Hundreds of elephants are standing about in groups under the trees,
whilst others are being taken down to bathe in the neighbouring river.
Onward we go, to find ourselves amongst long strings of camels. Then we
come to the police encampment, where the native officer in charge of the
arrangements of the fair has provided a temporary lock-up for offenders;
but offences are usually very few and trivial. Next we come to the
bazaar where the sounds of music may be heard from morn till night, and
through the long hours of the night; whilst nautch-girls dance and sing
for the delectation of their native audience, who sit for hours like
enchanted listeners. Finally, let us visit the bird-bazaar, where all
kinds of fancy birds are collected, parrots of all sorts in hundreds,
peacocks, quails, bulbuls, talking mynas, Java sparrows, and hundreds of
other pretty feathered creatures. At length it is time to return to
camp, and we wend our way back under the trees, weary and dusty, and
grateful that our elephant has not walked over any of the hundreds of
thousands of our Aryan brethren amongst whom we have been wandering. We
alight from the elephant, feeling rather happy to be released from the
back-breaking position; and, after exhibiting the wonderful bargains and
purchases which we have made, we hasten to prepare ourselves for the
pleasures of lunch and some well-iced refreshing drink.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account