No traffic sounds disturbed the lull of Rameswaram except the occasional tinkle of a bicycle bell. That changed when a new Tamil movie came to the roofless movie theatre. Continue reading Can you ever get away from advertising?
Discovering Rameswaram’s Hindu temple where I gained some respite from the unrelenting heat, I walked the long corridor with pilgrims from all over India. I heard voices echo off the stone walls, smelled the fragrance of garlands and incense, and felt the ripple of stone beneath my feet. Staying in Rameswaram for over a month, I came to know this structure well.
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I trained to Rameswaram, over a clanking rail bridge that connected the island to the rest of Tamil Nadu. Continue reading First glimpse of Rameswaram
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Rameswaram located on an island, stretches into the sea as if reaching towards its twin over the Palk Straight. I’m guessing sixty thousand years ago when sea levels were lower, Sri Lanka was joined to South India. That’s when Tamils might have crossed on Adam’s Bridge to settle on the island nation although it was probably further back in time.
I took a ferry from Rameswaram across to Mannar Island, the night before trouble exploded.