It is finally here!
Heads and Tails. Reloaded – Season Three!
We will reload new cities this season.
We will rediscover incredible islands…
This will be the most surprising season ever!
Do not miss it!
Evsei: Hello everyone! This is Heads and Tails Reloaded and we came to Varanasi!
Nastya: No offense, but I never wanted to come to India.
It so hot and muggy here! I suffered so much the last time around! The flies. The cow's…
Evsei: This is the most colorful city in India! There are over a thousand temples here.
This is the most important place for Hindus. Hatha! The Ganges! This is a holy place! How can you say this?
Nastya: Just say that you are ready to walk around with a backpack Evsei.
Evsei: Of course I am!
Nastya: Perfect! Works for me. Let us hope this is how this will work after the coin flip.
Evsei: Heads.
Nastya: Tails.
Evsei: I apologize Nastya.
Nastya: When will this finally be over? What did I do to deserve this? Where did I mess up my karma?
Evsei: Take it easy.
Nastya: Take it easy? I have been bumming around since your debut on the show. Dear God!
Evsei: It will be all right.
Nastya: Just go already. Get out. I just don't know anymore.
Evsei: Best of luck!
Nastya: Could I use some luck here? I need a fly repellent! That will help!
I also want cool air and I wanna go home.
Varanasi ia a type of India that makes your blood run cold…
Was that guy dead?
Travelers who return from Varanasi describe their experience in one word – shock.
What did I do to deserve this God?
I think he just ate a pinch of human ashes.
Stay tuned and we will show you the city where heaven gets along with hell…
The best cars in India are those reserved for weddings.
I wonder what they look like. Perhaps a limo?
A retro ride?
You will have to excuse me for getting the golden carriage with some silver wheels.
A horse carriage is a must-have attribute at every Indian wedding.
They decorate them with marigold and jasmine garlands.
The golden throne has lion-shaped armrests.
Last but not the least, a couple of pedigree stallions.
Let us go!
Carriage drives the groom to a first date with his bride. He wears a colorful turban.
The girls in front of the carriage throw marigold flower petals.
Indians do this at weddings to impress the relatives and guests.
I could not have had a more pompous entrance! Well, I feel like Prince Rama.
$100 = 6,500 rupees. I
I want to storm into the city right away.
Even my skull is sweating!
There are a few different ways to break into this glorious town.
Cycle rickshaws for example.
They are cheap but drive very slowly. It is also very loud around you.
Rickshaws drive faster, but it is still loud, dusty and muggy.
Would you drive? For God's sake!
There is also a bus option.
Although it is cheap I will have to pass on that too because…
it is dirty and no one knows the route or the price.
I really want to get out.
This is a luxurious taxi. It has A/C and leather seats. Spacious and comfortable enough.
I went with the most balanced option – an ordinary cab that is two dollars cheaper.
This incredible, spacious and cozy cab has an A/C, but it is out of order.
Therefore, we will open the windows and enjoy Indian sauna.
It is nice.
Hello!
The advantages of having the carriage are obvious. People look at you as if you are a star from Bollywood.
Why not?
Right now we are chasing a man with a hairy bush.
Where in the hell am I?
Greetings dear citizen!
Do not let me distract you. Handle your business.
It is nice that this was where we got stuck in traffic.
India is awesome.
I think we are in for heaps of fun. Great job bro!
I think we are in for heaps of fun. Great job bro!
A ride in a carriage is only pleasant during the first ten minutes while people are snapping your picture.
You learn about the disadvantages later.
The sound insulation is non-existent.
It is muggy, hot and smells like horses.
I paid $150 for that!
Hello. Lena?
Lena: Yes. What's up?
I do not want this carriage anymore.
Lena: What?
Moving around in this thing is impossible!
Lena: So? Don't tell me you want a limousine.
I do not want a limousine! Just a regular car.
Lena: Okay, you will get your car.
Okay? Thank you.
Behold the pride of Indian auto industry – Mahindra XUV500!
Mahindra is Indian luxury SUV.
It costs incredible money by Indian standards.
In order to buy this car an ordinary citizen would have to save money for forty years!
It has closet handles.
It also shuts like a closet.
It does not shut!
Okay. Start!
Where the hell am I?
You begin to feel like you are inside a mental institution as soon as you enter Varanasi's center.
The traffic is a mess or cars,
rickshaws,
carts and mopeds!
Crowds of people walk on the same roads.
Then there are herds of animals!
The animals are completely in charge here.
A cow or a buffalo can simply lie in the middle of the street and care less about cars or honking.
They will just stay put because this is their country.
Here is where you do not need a driver's license!
Enough.
Varanasi takes you hostage from the very first minute.
You cannot escape this maze of streets!
This is true bacchanalia!
I want scream "Enough!" at the top of my lungs!
There is dirt
and garbage everywhere.
Monkeys were the only thing we have been missing.
It seems that trash is sacred in Varanasi. Just like the cows. Is it illegal to clean it?
Dear God!
What did I do to deserve this?
The filth is at every step.
Stains of different color and origin cover everything.
This city is so dirty!
I am scared to touch anything and do not want anyone touching me either.
I need an antiseptic! A lot of it! An antiseptic store!
Varanasi to us looks like hell
while the locals see it as a heaven on Earth.
Varanasi is the holiest place in all of India.
Imagine all of our temples gathered in the same place.
It does not get any holier than that.
The smell of incense covers you as soon as you arrive in Varanasi.
The shouting and praying take over your head as you enter the state of trance.
They say God Shiva himself chose this place on the bank of the sacred Ganges River
as a location for his residence on Earth.
Indians believe that a single visit to Varanasi cleanses you of all the sins you have committed in life.
People do not jump with parachutes or drive their Lamborghinis to casinos in Varanasi.
No one comes to Varanasi for expensive entertainment.
People with money come to this place for thrills.
The more money you have the more thrilling your experience is going to be.
My gold card will get me into a place that is off limits for regular tourists.
Varanasi is notoriously famous for having the world's largest
open-air crematorium.
Manikarnika Ghat crematorium has been burning bodies in plain sight 24/7 for 2,500 years!
Every day they burn 400 corpses from all over India.
Many come here to live in hospices to make sure they die in Varanasi and can await their deaths for years.
They roll corpses into saffron colored fabric. It symbolizes fire and is considered sacred.
People sing mantras as they carry the corpse.
The bodies are washed by the holy water of Ganges.
All of the relatives have to take part in the ablution ritual.
Then they place the corpse on a burial fire.
I think I am going to puke.
This looks like a scene from a horror flick for our people,
but this is the most sacred ritual for an Indian.
If you died and were burned in Varanasi
and your ashes were scattered above the holy waters of Ganges your soul will reach Moksha.
That means the soul will escape the reincarnation cycle and receive eternal freedom.
This is the reason each of the 1.5 billion Indians dream about this ritual.
The cremation ceremony can cost from $50 to $1,000.
Poor Indians do not save money for cars, houses or weddings.
They save for their death.
It takes 300-400 kilos of wood and four hours to burn a single corpse.
Mourning the dead during the cremation is prohibited, because it will keep the soul from breaking free.
Hello. Do you mind if I sit down?
Man: Yes please
Evsei: Thank you. What are you doing here?
Man: This is my father. This used to be my father rather.
His body will finish burning in a few hours. After that, I will scatter his ashes over the Ganges.
I will leave the smell of burial fires for Evsei to enjoy.
Meanwhile, I will take a $28 tour of Ganges.
You have no idea how good it feels to leave that shore behind!
It is best to see the city from water
because most of its life happens on ghats – the steps that lead straight into Ganges.
This muddy river has a color of… let us call it cacao,
is the holiest site in India.
They consider these waters sacred.
Bathing here is like a baptism ritual.
The scientists look at Ganges as a stew of pathogenic bacteria and deadly infections.
Indians dump excrement, toxic waste
and the remains of the cremated corpses in the water.
According to statistics, this water is the cause of 1.5 million deaths each year!
One third of them are children.
Nonetheless, Indians flock to Ganges to do their laundry,
get a drink
and bathe.
This is beyond our understanding.
Varanasi is an absurd town and that makes it wonderful.
Brij Rama Hotel surrounded by chaos, dirt and poverty imposes itself on the holy Ganges River.
This is the most luxurious hotel in Varanasi.
It recently celebrated its 200th jubilee.
The street leading up to my hotel is so narrow that I have to walk.
What is going on?
Brij Rama treats their guests as royals.
This is so amazing! What the…
These days Brij Rama is hotel for tourists, but it used to be a real palace initially.
It served as a residence for the Minister of Nagpur.
Even after two hundred years, this is still posh for India!
The gold and silver paint on the ceilings.
They have a literal doorbell
and you need a key to open the door, not some card.
How long has it been since you've seen that in a hotel?
My bed has curtains.
Check out these niches in the wall. These days they only provide nice décor,
but in the yesteryear, people would put oil lamps there to light the room.
I climbed the stairs and ascended to a different universe.
Above all the rubbish and puddles.
You could eat of this marble floor. Not a single stain.
Also there is silence.
No one is shouting and running around.
Nastya: Enough! Enough with the honking!
Evsei: I might forget which country I am in when the morning comes.
I will show you the cheapest accommodation in Varanasi
since Evsei described what the priciest looks like.
The cheapest option is cardboard.
It is completely free of charge!
Hostels offer bunkbeds for $1.50.
I am not lying. Have a look.
You can also rent a room in a 3-star hotel for mere $23.
Here it is – Shree Ganesha Palace Hotel.
I get Ganesha and all, but the doodie-poop is at every turn.
Ladies and gentlemen! Nastya Dangerous is ready to present her luxurious suite!
Where are you going? This way.
Let's go!
We did not plan this part out. Squint your eyes and repeat,
"I'm not watching! I can't see!"
They have to keep building at all times.
None of it really matters because I came here for what is behind that door.
Hold on. Here it comes.
Voila!
Let me tell you, this is what luxury looks like in India!
This is so delightful!
I feel like a queen of…
just a queen!
I will keep spending money on India's exotics.
Today I decided to experience the unique local martial art – kushti.
I will go over the top and have my own private tournament!
Looks like they have been getting ready for my arrival.
I hereby declare The Evsei Kushti Tournament officially open!
Kushti is an Indian version of freestyle wrestling.
This is the most respected sport in India.
Kushti shreds the stereotypes about puny, skinny Indians.
These fellas are the true gladiators.
They live on a strict regimen – no meat, no smoking, no drinking and no sex.
They train for eight hours a day.
Kushti wrestlers practice ancient training methods. Besides dumbbells and bars they use other tools.
This mace is called gada.
Each one of those jories weighs twenty kilograms!
They do hundreds of repetitions of stretching exercises and thousands of pushups.
The fights are staged in an akhada pit – a mixture of red dirt and salt.
Fighters put it on their bodies to absorb sweat and become less slippery.
All right, fight!
This wrestling originated in 13th Century and everything here still looks that way.
All they wear is loincloth.
Let us get more active!
There you go blue!
The fighters use to wrestle each other to death back in the day.
All that you have to do now is put your opponent on his back.
When will I get another chance like this? Why don't I try it too?
Can I make fight?
Yes?
Ladies and gentlemen in the left corner,
wearing the red trunks – the fearsome kushti wrestler Ramachander Raftakar Purushakar!
In the right corner, wearing the brown trunks,
an elementary school jump rope champion, the invulnerable Evsei Kovalev!
Although they staged this show for me, everything that went down in the ring was real.
The real joy of victory and tears after defeat.
Real pain everywhere.
If I don't have a stroke or something I will go to bed happy.
I won!
Winner or loser, after the fight everyone is equal.
Waters of the sacred Ganges River wash off the sweat and sand.
No comments.
As I have mentioned earlier, Varanasi has many smells.
The two headliners are urine and street food.
Piss and food.
No one eats at home in Varanasi because of the heat.
You could suffocate if you cook inside, so they prepare meals right on the street –
sidewalks,
steps,
between buildings.
They light up the coal, clean their pots with old rags and carry soup in a bucket.
Everything is frying, sizzling, boiling and smoking.
All of the food is prepared with mustard oil that looks and smells more like the heating oil.
This is why the city reminds me one big smelly diner.
Talking about Indian dishes is like counting stars in the sky – there is a million of them.
None of it tastes like it seems it should. Guessing is pointless.
This dish is called tamata. Try guessing whether it is salty or sweet.
You guessed wrong.
It is salty, because it is from paneer – an Indian cheese.
This dish is dal makhani.
Try guessing whether it is hot or sour.
Wrong again!
Sour as it gets! That's a bean soup with lemon juice.
Pomegranate is the only recognizable thing here,
but thousands of green flesh flies are all over them.
Indians eat that without blinking an eye. Even after they would be poisoned.
I am not here to experiment with my stomach.
Thank you American fast food for being here for me in this gastronomical hellhole.
The angels did not sing in my belly of course, but
this is a reliable option.
The life in Varanasi is one never-ending prayer.
Different strange rituals follow each other during the whole day.
The entire city comes to the gaths at dawn to greet the sun and wish the holy Ganges a good morning.
Then people go to the temple to receive a blessing.
Everyone meditates during the day.
The most colorful and solemn ritual happens in the evening by the Ganges River.
There is a tradition called Gangath and it is 500 years old.
They have been doing the same thing every night for 500 years.
Let us get closer.
Pretty soon I will be able to give tours of this area. I already know every step.
I do not want your boat.
I need some decent food. Some mashed potatoes with marinated pickles and mushrooms.
Well, all of the best spots are taken.
Nastya you would be able to see Gangath from a boat if you had the gold card.
Long story short, all these people are here to wish sweet dreams to the Ganges River, Shiva, the sun and the fire.
What a Nation! They can live in such conditions, but have these astonishing ceremonies.
I have never seen anything like this in my life.
A day in a poor Varanasi is hell. You are almost deaf, sticky and dirty.
ll of your clothes and shoes smell like toilet while the ashes of the dead cover your head.
I want to burn all of my clothes, but I cannot do it yet.
The smarter decision would be to take it to drycleaners.
Hey! That is enough. Good night.
The smarter decision would be to take it to drycleaners.
I began the morning by trying to pick up my clean fresh clothes.
Morning.
Clerk: Good morning.
Nastya: Where's my clothes?
Clerk: Your clothes? We sent it to the river for cleaning at the Ganges.
Nastya: Wait a minute! The river? The Ganges? My clothes?
I hope he did not wash them.
I hope he did not wash them!
Dear Lord! This is Ganges we are talking about.
With the corpses, garbage and feces.
Doing laundry there is like jumping inside a porta pottie!
Hi guys! Sorry. You know where is my clothes?
The one with flowers?
I pray he did not wash it yet.
It's mine.
Dirty and dry.
Thank God, he did not wash them!
That would be a disaster.
It turns out that everyone in Varanasi does laundry by hand in the river.
There are even the laundromat gaths where people beat laundry on the stone plates and then rinse in the river.
A five-star hotel does it the same way as the common folks.
The best thing that a backpacker can do in Varanasi on the second day is get out of Varanasi.
Luckily, there is a neighboring village of Sarnath.
Sarnath.
Thanks.
I will get to Sarnath on a train. The inside of the car reminds me of the cheapest reserved seats back home.
The windows are without glass, hence no air conditioning. Just the ceiling fans.
This pleasure is all yours for just $5.
Indian trains are like an extension of Varanasi. I do not feel like sitting down even if there were free seats.
I'd rather stand near the exit.
The good thing is that this door stays open and you can breathe "fresh" air and witness "great" landscapes.
It would be cool to speed through New Zealand's forests and fields, but I am in India.
In the midst of dirt and misery of Varanasi.
Oleg? Was that man dead?
This place keeps getting more interesting.
You are wrong if you think that you already saw all of Varanasi's horrors.
I saved one more acquaintance.
Please remove your children away from the screens and have a seat,
because we are going to meet people who eat...
corpses.
Aghori is the wildest,
most frightening
and isolated cult in India.
Aghori occupy the bank of the Ganges across from Varanasi.
That bank symbolizes life, while this one – the underworld.
This is where the current brings all of the corpses.
All Aghori rituals include a corpse.
They pray with them,
eat them,
sleep with them
and even become intimate.
This is uncomfortable.
They smear their faces with the ashes from the burial fires during their wild rituals.
They even eat it.
I think that baby just ate a pinch of human ashes.
They told me that they are worshiping Shiva, a God of Destruction.
The people who are "in the know" are allowed to do things that the others are not.
Aghori are trying to save their souls like all the rest of Indians, but they follow a dark path.
Things that normal believers consider sinful Aghori interpret as the path to enlightenment.
While the normal believers do not consume alcohol, Aghori remain drunk.
The first do not eat meat. Aghori eat literally everything.
I came just in time for a mass.
A guru conducts a cleansing ritual.
A duty of a host obliges me to participate.
Man: You need to purify your body before you can receive the blessing from the guru.
You have to smear yourself with the burial ashes.
Man: That is not all.
In order to purify yourself on the inside…
Evsei: I am at a loss for words.
Are you sure I have to eat this?
I do not know what will happen to me after this. I do not think any host did anything like this before me.
I have not seen anything on the show that even remotely reminded cannibalism.
I want to show you that I am not afraid and
I think I might taste the human ashes right now.
It may be burnt, but still.
May the God be with me.
The village of Sarnath is one of the holiest sites for Buddhists.
Like Nazareth for Christians or Mecca for Muslims.
What?
A lawn with an evenly moved green grass and bushes?
Ten minutes on a train from Varanasi and you arrive to a different civilization!
You can see Dhamek Stupa, the site of Buddha's first sermon.
It is cool. The bottom is pretty and the top is interesting
ou can stroll next to the holy temples.
You can read the graphic with a name of this temple, because I have difficulty pronouncing it.
It was built around the tree were Buddha reached enlightenment.
You can also see the blackbucks and chital deer that live here.
They were the first Buddha's servants. This was the prettiest thing that I have seen all weekend.
If you are just tuning in, I am about to eat human ashes.
May the God be with me.
So now I'm blessed?
I am trying hard to convince myself that I received God's blessing,
because this is the only excuse I have for myself after eating human ashes.
I completely forgot to tell you that it tasted like a blend of activated carbon, sand and dust.
A tasteless substance that fills your entire mouth.
The guru conducts the final part of the cleansing himself.
First, you need to burn wax and dried cloves for aroma.
Sprinkle the lime juice to scare away unholy powers.
Then the guru hits you on the head with a human skull to chase the demons away from your body.
I wish I could say that I feel purified, but all I can think is that he is hitting me on the head with a human skull.
These skulls belonged to men whose corpses drifted here and were later burned
to produce the ash that I smeared myself with and tasted.
There is a slight possibility that I ate a small piece of that person today.
Varanasi is not a destination for a novice traveler.
You can lose your sanity.
I just ate human ashes.
I must admit, I was not my own self in Varanasi.
I did not have the guts to try a local chewing gum that gets your head high and corrodes your teeth.
I won't eat it and I don't advise you to do it.
I could not get a massage from a local masseuse.
Sit down, Sanya!
Varanasi is neither heaven nor hell…
It is a different world!
You have to visit it at least once in your life.
Nastya: My head is going to explode! Where is this Enisei?
Evsei: Why are you so sad?
Nastya: Why am I sad?
Evsei: Yeah.
Nastya: I spent an entire weekend crawling through these dirty streets.
I am hot and sweaty like a sauna! Like a walking steam room!
There's shit everywhere and it reeks of piss and nasty food.
Can you quit honking already?
Evsei: Look at how happy those people are!
There is so much love around here! Have you seen how they smile at us?
Nastya: What about all these flies? Do they smile at you too?
Evsei: That is nothing.
Nastya: Nothing? That is a vital thing Evsei.
Dear friends we will see you in the next city and I hope that it will look nothing like this one.
Evsei: Namaste. Wait up! Let me show you how pretty it is here. Check him out! Hello!
Nastya: Idiot.
For more infomation >> FIFA ONLINE 4 MANAGER - 5 อันดับกองหน้า TT ที่หลุดเป็นหาย [ขอแรงแรง][NRS Gamer] - Duration: 6:08. 
For more infomation >> Das Ego wird unser Untergang sein - Patrick Reiser über Bodybuilding und Persönlichkeitsentwicklung - Duration: 53:20. 
For more infomation >> Топ Моменты с Twitch | Косплей на Стриме 😍 | Папич Удаляет Доту | Реакция на Большой Донат - Duration: 10:02. 
For more infomation >> Torta piumino bimby TM5 e TM31 - Duration: 6:54. 
For more infomation >> So befreist du dich von negativen Gedanken (wirkt sofort) - Duration: 7:04. 
For more infomation >> বছরের শ্রেষ্ঠ ১০ দিনের ফযিলত || Bochorer Sresto 10 din || Motiur Rahman Madani || Bangla Waz Short - Duration: 3:08. 
For more infomation >> イタリア国立音楽院／留学までの道のり - Duration: 10:28. 
For more infomation >> 兄弟の中で一番小さかった子猫。保護から8ヶ月が経つと、驚くほどシッポの長い猫に大変身！【大変身】 - Duration: 2:27. 
For more infomation >> HANABI GGWP auto SAVAGE [LEARN THE SAME DIRECTLY] - Duration: 18:00. 
For more infomation >> 高達編年史 Vol.4： 便當放題-Z 高達 [公仔書與卡通片 EP14] - Duration: 12:02. 
For more infomation >> Tân Vua Hài Kịch 4K ⚡️ Các trận đánh của băng Mũ Rơm ☄️ Tập 857 - Duration: 10:38. 
For more infomation >> Actor Vishal Reaction About On #MeToo Issue | Sandakozhi 2 | Kalakkalcinema | Chinmayi | Vairamuthu - Duration: 21:57. 
Không có nhận xét nào:
Đăng nhận xét