Notes of author’s Indian travels in 2001: (6) The Jungle (Madhya Pradesh)
Tiger!
Tiger!
The temples of Khajuraho where the physical is explicit and the spiritual implied.
Varanasi, where are hats, ghats and goats, where Indians come to pray and widows to die.
My last day in Delhi: balls, babies and other small matters of life and death.
My second day in Delhi, in which I saw 15.7% of the ancient cities of Delhi and lost my hat.
This is the travelogue, as it happened, of my first visit to India. Until the coming of the blog, it was never destined to see the light of day, but here it is, to be issued in instalments (like the Old Curiosity Shop and the death of Little Nell.) ... Of course, India was different in 2001. Then again, so was I.