Winter has set yet the air is hot and dirty. Delhi was in the news for its smog conditions; the media, the memes, the wats app forwards had so much material to tap and I living 300 kilometres away developed a nagging cough. I'm unsure whether to blame the changing season or the quality of… Continue reading Clearing a queen size smog
Jagat= world, Gram=village. All the Indiana Jones and Lara Crofts were in a tizzy. From Kalsi, home to the Ashokan edict, we were driving to the site of the Ashwamedha Yagya, that’s an ancient practice of horse sacrifice conducted by a king who wished to flex his muscles without declaring a war on his neighbors. Nobody… Continue reading Treasure hunt in Jagatgram.
It was billed as a walk among ancient edicts, read a message from King Ashoka himself, a man who lived 2000 years ago. Now he was a rockstar of his times. His life story is the stuff what legends are made of. Reputed to be ruthless, he renounced his blood thirsty ways at the height… Continue reading The clue in the ancient writing.
The widely popular Jhanda Mela began with a gusto on the same day the world turned green celebrating St Patrick's Day. Here it was a sea of saffron as far as eyes could see, it was the opening event of the annual pilgrimage to the Guru Ram Rai Darbar Sahib. For the uninitiated, the Darbar… Continue reading My Hymn For The Weekend-The Jhanda Fair
My most vivid memory of the one visit to the Surkanda Devi Temple is of me huffing and puffing and almost collapsing in exhaustion, dragging myself behind my enthusiastic mother, a virtual mountain goat. That was 23 years ago when I cluelessly believed that the temple was right there on a hilltop, which it was… Continue reading Calling on Goddess Surkanda Devi
Dan Brown is writing a new Robert Langdon book 'Origins'. What if he heads to India this time? Well I lived the life of Robert Langdon over the weekend, for a short while. The mission - to decipher the clues left behind by the artists of the bygone era. Of course the setting was neither… Continue reading “Mural , mural on the wall…”
"Tomorrow is a holiday because of harela . What in the world is harela?" "Harela ? Actually it's a Kumaoni festival during which cereal grains are sprouted at home. After a few days when they begin resembling long grass ,they are cut and distributed among the family members in a ritual, praying for their good… Continue reading Harela and other Kumaoni things.