Thanks to Pramod Mahajan we got India Shining.
Now thanks to his son, we can safely say India Snorting!
Actually, thanks to Codey for the headline. So, Indians aren't doing drugs? Where are you living man. It is quite apparent that India is undergoing a massive renaissance in drug usage. Well, its also undergoing a massive renaissance in sex, but that is another story. So, there is entire moral outcry usually, but this time the moral outcry has been a bit muted. In fact, the sense I'm getting from some stories - is the sense the editor involved (if he or she knows their drugs - and many of them do) is having a good laugh.
"The idiot did the wrong drug, hahahahaha"
Well, it is funny, but I've seen another person make the same mistake one New Year's in Goa - thinking a packet of white powder lying at a shack in Calangute was what he wanted it to be - Charlie in this case. He snorted a couple of small lines and went into an awful reaction. Now, the brilliant thing about the entire crisis was that I wasn't around when it started getting hairy and everybody else was tripped out on Acid, and by the time I did get back the guy was nearly in shock - and he had done next to nothing. - and it was rather hairy (High-level pedigree involved here as well). Heck, half the people I saw in Baga or Calangute were fried. And believe me, they were as brown as I was. So this theory that Drug culture in Goa is an alien import by the Israeli's is a myth - it is quite a Delhi/Bombay thing there.
Indians are higher and more fried than ever before. I remember speaking to a dealer once rather recently (Damn, why am I writing this? No wait, Atal Vajpayee is trying to make Drug usage acceptable, I love this country), anyway the guy was a African (any wonder why all of them have suddenly gone underground as one very irritated friend called me up at 3 on Sunday morning to tell me - "Where are all the dealers in this city?") he told me that he sells around 10 grams on a weeknight and over 30-40 on weekends - and this is in summer, and this guy is one of Bombay's smaller dealers. In winter the numbers shoot up incredibly.
And the strange part, is that it is all believable - because in Delhi, Bombay and Bangalore (at least these are the three cities I've seen things happening) - people friggin' hopped up every weekend on all sorts of substances. What do you think happens in the loos of all those clubs, why do you think so many people come out sniffling or suddenly knock their heads back? Do you think the clubs have no idea? What are you, naive? The last large wedding I went for was a powder festival.
And it is incredibly easy to get any substance - and not terribly expensive.
And that is just South American powder. The story for Afghan poppy powder is quite different and equally scary at a level. I've never shot myself up, but I know way too many people who do, but far fewer than the guys who snort powder. In fact, it is a rarity to meet someone in Bombay from a similar social circle who has never stuffed his or her nose. And I have no idea what this means for society on the whole. But I guess, free easy money does this.
Not very much longer before we get an Indian Scarface - and by the way, this is the new way for the Indian underworld to make money, and man they're raking it in.
India Shining = India Snorting!