A poem I wrote in Rishikesh in december

What is it that makes this place so magical?
Everything always fits into place and seems so logical
Even the cows, the dogs, the beggers and the filth
This land and everything it holds is of great wealth
Splashes of the rainbow everywhere you look
And experiences you'll get that you can't read in a book
Over a billion people live here
So you'd think most people would steer clear
But no, year after year,
More and more are drawing near
There must be something here...
Don't be scared, there's nothing to fear
The sky is hardly ever clear
And it can be quite difficult to find a nice cold beer!
The men will often stare and leer
And the cows have a fur more like a deer
You mostly see smiles, hardly ever a tear
And a game of cricket with many a cheer
Its easy to see why people come here for almost a year
To open their hearts with love, not fear.