.. she gave an expression that was part happiness and part disbelief. After all, this was the first time she was watching her own face on a phone screen!
“And that is the suicide point”, our driver said and allowed the jeep to splutter to a halt so that we could scramble out. A tall rock, smooth and majestic, which reminded me of the hacked torso of an unfortunate lone messenger who dared to carry a peace treaty to the enemy barracks, was theContinue reading “My Sojourn in Kolukkumalai (Part 1) – An Early Appointment With The Sun and Suicide Points”
I was taken by the brilliant salesmanship. Many people who would not bat an eyelid at a saint could be seen donating generously. I was impressed.
The compartment was abuzz with a distinct sound. Our train had stopped at Manamadurai Junction, a small station that falls on the route from Madurai and Rameshwaram.