Cloud 9 Minus One


It’s Been So Lonely Baby April 5, 2009

In a cave temple in Dehradun, there lived a priest. He was a Bengali, far away from his native land. He lived in the cave, and cared nothing about what went on above his head. All day he tended to the shivling, and the idol shone with all the love and care showered upon it. I went to see the temple one day early in the morning, before the sun had risen. The cave was dark. The priest had switched on the sole incandescent light in the cave, and was hanging up his laundry on a line that stretched across one corner, just next to his string cot. He continued to do this, ignoring my presence. I let him ignore me. (more…)