Jatipura Joined today by Ned and Lynn from NY. A chill siesta day until later afternoon. We had prasad together, then did a little kirtan/song swap (which I recorded) in the wake of Ned showing Niku a few basic things on harmonium fingering. Then we did the eve’s walkabout parikrama down to the Govind Kund…
Phew—finally recovering from a dreadful bout of the “welcome back to India G-I tract of doom” meltdown. Thank God for allopathic drugs. It’s sundown in Delhi on the day of Holi, the spring color festival—actually, a good day to be hunkered down inside away from the “freed from the fetters of decorum” crowds. The only…
Jaipur OK, today begins Holi, the spring festival of color. Beautiful when organic and soulful, boundary-busting and edgy unto dangerous when frolicked in as an excuse for alcohol and violent carousing, this festival goes way back to the time of Lord Krishna and beyond. I’ve tasted Holi while flying low over the festival fires burning…
10:40 p.m. Finally got to bed at dawn, vainly trying to adjust my biorhythms to a suddenly polar cycle, so it was early afternoon before I really got myself down to banjara alley. I clambered up on the platform and sat amidst the piles of old textiles, diving on in. It’s increasingly clear that the…