The stain of sliding cloud and sea...

One is straight away struck by a paucity of words availed to expound this chanced-upon poiesis born in crevasses of cultural hybridity and nourished in the no man's lands of ascetic transmutation

On Indian soil

"Setting right what the father has spoiled" (I Ching, 18, nine in the third).

Just after meals in front of Hotel Sri Sastha (near Kotikulam Railway Station) Palakunnu Market, Kasargod District, Dec 2007



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