Aged Little Sadhu : Samsara in Motion

Aged Little Sadhu : Samsara in Motion

The title of this blog entry may seem a little disparaging,  though repeated efforts to initiate conversation or a relationship came to nothing.   All I know about this man was that he was an older man,  diminutive in stature and by his appearance was definitely a...

Into the Mela

Crossing the Goddess was eventless.  The pontoon bridge stretched out like a slightly twisting snake,  the  supporting plastic oval bollards elevating the wooden and metal bridge effortlessly above the brown flow,  and the water slipped through the gaps without...