The Weight of Passing Through
We are always moving toward something. A lake, a shelter, a place where the water collects. The desert teaches us that the journey is not about the destination, but about the threshold. We pass under stone arches, through shadows carved by…
Brahmpuri Blues by Sanjay Shrivastava
Twilight on the indigo-tinted cluster of Brahmpuri, the Colony of the Brahmins, as seen from the ramparts of the the Mehrangarh Fort in In Jodhpur city in Rajasthan, India. These narrow but lively lanes wind their way below the fort, right up…
The Edge of Certainty
In the high, thin air of the mountains, the body begins to behave differently. It is not just the breath that grows short; it is the ego. Down in the valley, we are accustomed to the illusion of control, to the belief that our feet are firmly…