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They Sure Know How To Pitch A Party In Pashan Pud! . . . (August 2001, Uttar Pradesh, India) -- Thousands of Indian villagers have celebrated an annual festival by throwing stones at each other.  Nearly 250 people were injured during the Pashann Pud stone-throwing event near Nainital in Uttar Pradesh. Doctors report mainly head and eye injuries.  Villagers arranged themselves into two groups to throw the stones.  The tradition dates back several hundred years to when one member of the community was sacrificed each year to appease the village's goddess.  The injured were given first aid on the spot and many were transported to hospital.  The victims described their injuries as a "kind of blessing from the goddess", United News Of India reports.  In past times, when a chosen young man's parents appealed to the king to spare his life, villagers were ordered to compensate with their blood.  There are no rules about the size of stones that can be used during the festival.


Pashan Pud by Amos
(Tune:  Abilene)

Pashan Pud, Pashan Pud,
They don't care for Fashion FUD,
They just throw them stones for blood,
In Pashan Pud!

Clonked old Januli with a chunk of ice,
Wrapped 'round granite and did it twice,
He turned around and said, 'Hey, that's not gneiss,'
'In Pashun Pud'

Pashun Pud, Pashun Pud,
Never drag your name through the mud,
They'll just stone you 'til they draw your blood
In Pashan Pud

Little Bashar, grew up on a farm,
No special talents but is strong right arm,
Know he'll never come to harm,
in Pashan Pud!

Pashan Pud, Pashan Pud,
No place to sit and chew on cud,
Only the strong-arms survive there, bud,
In Pashan Pud!

Half the town, out like a light
Lying around in the early night
Bleeding from all them rock-concert delights
In Pashan Pud!

Pashan Pud, Pashan Pud
Big chunks of granite landing in the mud,
Better duck and guard your stud,
In Pashan Pud!

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