reflections visual & literary * humanidades
It may be the way the air chills softly under great neem trees, cackling with parakeets, or the eagles that swoop calmly over the roses as the sun sets. Bamboos create archways between fields dotted with the crumbling stone of tombs from empires past. The scent of jasmine lifts the air from the smell of […]
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According to the Law that goes by many names, including Ganesha, every doorway requires something to be left behind and something new to be accepted. This is the human dilemma, and it is one that is not getting any easier as there are ever more of us in this world, all unsatisfied, desiring progress and […]
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The games continued, unfolding the birth of a new cuisine, in much the same way our ancestors had done on different continents.
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I have probably already supplied you with enough information to reinforce your belief that such a pilgrimage is yet another pointless act of religious craziness. But I would not be so quick to draw your sharp weapon of logic. You might discover it is much blunter than you had imagined.
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If you have never worn khadi — the traditional handspun, hand-woven cotton, wool or silk cloth of India — not only will such comfort and durability go unbeknownst to you, but you might also miss out on its incredible history.
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For some it is wine, for others, restaurants, carpets, clothes, cars or watches. I try not to criticize, because I think everyone has a certain objects of desire that are coveted. If so, I guess that means that I will always find money for the finest tea.
Read MoreSe não fosse pela minha experiência toda no Brasil – ou o Brasil que passou na minha vida – eu jamais teria achado tanta graça no comentário do meu irmãozinho indiano, depois daquela pausa para relaxar: “This is India: we have to make adjustments; we have to find the WAYS.”
Eu engasguei e quase cuspi a água que bebia para fora do tuk-tuk.
That is why after another five years and on the occasion of my tenth journey to India I was shocked to see young Indian women taking holidays on their own.
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“That is the story I cannot tell you” was how I responded to my nieces and nephews who pulled on me to sit back down. I abruptly rose, leaving them to hang from a cliff to know what happened after the beautiful Sita had been kidnapped by the Demon. “Please, uncle! Tell us the whole […]
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No matter how much faith they might have had in their Lord, the view of the fuming volcano in such a foreign world might have filled the Jesuits with just enough doubt to worry as they looked across the valley from the destroyed pagan city of Cholula to behold the smoking giant the natives called […]
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