Monthly Archives: April 2015

The greatest show on earth

Posted on April 17, 2015 by subincontinentia

Amelia Earhart once said, ‘You haven’t seen a tree until you’ve seen its shadow from the sky.’ Well, I think it must also be true that you haven’t seen a lunar eclipse until you’ve seen it in Varanasi. Here, where … Continue reading →

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A man and his dog in Varanasi

Posted on April 4, 2015 by subincontinentia
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Posted on April 4, 2015 by subincontinentia

When I first met Rakesh he was the youngest boatman working on the Ganges. Ten years old, shy and very quiet. He’s now fifteen, and very much his own man. He dropped out of school because “the teacher was bad” … Continue reading →

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No way around this fire

Posted on April 1, 2015 by subincontinentia

It’s getting harder to see the line Between the edge of my skin and the next man’s goosebumps. “Am I on the cusp of creation or incineration?” A worm in the wake of a lava flow asked the earth the … Continue reading →

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