Sunday, March 16, 2014


Even if my pen was more obedient; even if my words did glow, I could not begin to describe that which is India.

I wrote that some 7 years ago when I first arrived to Calcutta.  I had been on the road for some 3 months already, through China, Tibet, Vietnam, Cambodia, Laos and Thailand.  I thought I knew something about The Road.  Then Calcutta knocked the wind out of me.  I remember those first speechless days, when I was utterly floored and captivated.  Nothing has changed.

As I learned some years prior: India cannot be described, it can only be experienced.

Namaste India, my old friend. I have come to bobbleheads with you again. I have descended upon an orgy of colors.

Happy Holi!

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