Like many temples, businesses hugged the outskirts of Senso-ji’s temple grounds. In one direction was an arcade where I spotted small containers of sake, but I headed towards the main gate. Continue reading A way out
In Rameswaram’s Hindu temple I gained some respite from the unrelenting heat. I dawdled 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.
It’s also a setting in a chapter of a manuscript I’m presently editing.