Flowers for Kamakshi
There’s a Goddess stuck on 10th Street in Jogupalaya. Her `poo palakki’ (flower palanquin) is a little larger than the narrow street so she’s in a bit of a quandry. Its already […]
There’s a Goddess stuck on 10th Street in Jogupalaya. Her `poo palakki’ (flower palanquin) is a little larger than the narrow street so she’s in a bit of a quandry. Its already […]
I run a finger down the rusty iron blade to the heavy silver hilt with the fierce lion Yali and flex my wrist. Centuries ago, other hands would have held it […]
I cannot help but notice that the sky is a clear cobalt blue over Avani. Cattle laze under trees and dry fields wait for the rains. The air is as […]
A tea house is a tea house even if you call it a Salon de The, a `Chaykhana’, an `Ochaya’ , a `Teehaus’ or a `Chalou’. The point is that […]
There are just a few tables free but I am informed that the crowd at Halli Mane is less than usual. You can excuse my disbelief because there are people […]
The lone warrior rides swiftly across the scorching sands of the Arabian desert from the Shat-al-Furat, the mighty Euphrates. Faint cries of “Al Atash ! Al Atash ( thirst) carry […]