Sometimes, through the labyrinths of the World Wide Web, information emerges from nowhere that is wonderful in its bizarreness and comedy. One such is the subject of the evening banter...It is no secret that drug addicts are willing to go that extra mile in order to satisfy their addiction, reduce their mental or physical pain and make their existence easier in this, above all, sad and cruel world.
But some of them are especially creative in their search for pleasure. Since the prices of narcotics and means that change perception are state-protected in their maniacal overestimation (to the eternal joy of numerous dealers) - the junkie is a living devil, managing as he knows and can and sometimes as he does not know and cannot. One such extreme story comes from brotherly India, the democracy with the most voters on the planet, a country of organized chaos and a contender to dethrone the People's Republic of China as the territory with the largest number of taxpayers in the world.
In that India, in the famous city of Amritsar in the state of Punjab, known for several dramatic events during the British Raj and the center of the bizarre religion of Sikhism (something like the Sikh Vatican, the `Golden Temple` is located there) - a drug addict was walking down the street...That drug addict named Lal Giridari, all desperate and unhappy because of not having money to buy opium or hashish or weed - his usual drugs, was slowly falling into madness, fighting attacks of delirium, with an imaginary stick he was driving away his paranoia...
Not knowing what to do to get high, Lal was thinking whether to steal alcohol from somewhere or steal something small and resell it...when on a wall in front of his eyes a lizard appeared, carefreely walking up and down. Lal followed the lizard with his eyes and, being unusually irritated by its movements (!?), he caught it with his hands, put it in his mouth and started chewing it...
This, in its desperation an unusually original move - unexpectedly brought deliverance from the torments of the Junkie veteran, the fifty-something year-old Mr. Giridari. No, he did not poison himself but on the contrary, he slowly began to feel an unusually euphoric mood enhanced by a feeling of happiness and fulfillment. In a word, Lal got high. Or to put it in the words of a random average moron - `he got high`. From a lizard...And so this humble ex-rickshaw driver finally found a way to get a free trip. Considering that lizards were not at all rare in that area, it meant that Lal had a lifetime supply to satisfy his needs for entering an alternative reality!
As it turned out, it was a creature called a `Spiny tailed lizard` that supposedly contained a certain substance in its skin that provided an almost instant effect when chewed. This dramatic and, in world terms, completely irrelevant history came to light in some media outlets when Lal ended up in a drug rehabilitation clinic as the first case in the world of a character who had been cured of eating - lizards!
This meant that this man was a particularly addictive character, someone who would become addicted to counting poles on the way to his hut. And thanks to this news - throughout Punjab and beyond - a small but growing population of drug addicts followed Lal's path and began to eat lizards. This habit was especially popular in prisons where not only lizards but also various snakes and other reptiles were preyed upon by desperate prisoners and their desperate need to escape, if nothing else, at least through the corridors of the brain...
(Roger Mortis, 128)
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