travel
First Date. Potato Cakes
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Free and fierce as a nomad on the Sahara. Careless like a yogi who has chosen exile in the Himalayas. Like a banned bandit wondering in the Andes. Vigorous as the swirling sun in a Van Gogh painting. – That’s how I feel when I cross the line and enter the sanctuary where the universe is regained and aligned, free from frail & feeble beings, where every particle preaches LOVE.
The Desert Safari
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One Moment in Annihilation’s Waste,
One Moment, of the Well of Life to taste –
The Stars are setting, and the Caravan
Draws to the Dawn of Nothing – Oh make haste !
-- Omar Khayyam*
“Allat!” Sundarban
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Only a few tourists were lucky enough to be able to see a tiger face to face in Sundarban. Someone who has faced a tiger, I haven’t heard of him yet. But of course, every time I’ve been there I’ve heard of people who were attacked. Sometimes the dead body could be brought back, sometimes not. This time we heard of three attacks. All three were fresh attacks.