of goras and gorras

-little desi cousins enraptured by the gora gorra

once upon a time in rajasthan
some jolly folks went on safari
to the famed ranthambore national park
where it is 'easy to spot' bengal tigers

the open top bus dealy was called a canter
the tourists were mostly indians
plus a handful of funny looking pallid goras
the canter was crammed full
so 2 little desi cousins had to change seats to the final row
as there was more space there
beside the bogan gora up the back
ensconsed in his corner

it wasnt a big deal
because their kindly mum/aunt and their uncle
back visiting from his studies in ukraine
were right in front
the clumsy gora tried to talk to them in his nonsensical gibberish
but they had no idea was he was mlecching about
the elder of the two cousins
just smiled sweetly and humoured him
when he threw in a few desi words amongst his mlecchery
but the little boy was nonplussed
what on earth was this fat transparent fool on about?
he might as well have been sat next to the ravenous blugglatter beast of traal

they kept climbing back and forward between the two rows
wanting to hang with their family
but they were told off and had to stay put when the canter took off
as the canter approached the gates of the park
the usual tat wallahs were there
and one gorra wallah spied the gora in the back corner
and thought he was surely 'in'
for a sale of his 'official ranthambore' gorras

on a whim the gora bought a gorra
and plonked it on his little neighbours head
hoping to score some brownie points
after some clumsy adjustments which kept squashing his head
now what was the bloody alien doing to him?
the gora sat back
looking proud of himself
and hoping for some recognition for his gesture

and then...

nothing

the little fellow briefly toyed with it to make it comfortable
and carried on with his day
all was forgotten
no yearned for warm words of thanks from the next generation in front
nor hoped for admiring looks from any of the other desi tourists

so the gora had to get on with his journey
vaguely fantasizing of imagined grandparental approval
when they got home

or in a decades time
the little fellow finding it in the back of his wardrobe
and thinking warmly of that friendly mlecching gora
then being inspired to become leader of the united nations
in the spirit of international understanding

or
far more probably
it was was quickly forgotten
thrown in a corner
and disintegrated within weeks
to be thrown away with broken toys
to moulder away in a land fill

choose your own gora gorra destiny adventure