“She’d like to know if she can ask you a few questions?” Arjun, my travel guide, Bangalore Walking Tour, remarks. “Absolutely.” A women, cross legged on the floor, sits behind a small hill of flowers; their bright colors and smells flooding my senses. Arjun becomes our translator, seamlessly weaving between Kannada and English. Her first question:…
Tag: November
Ode to Lighting Candles
On this growing colder November day As the light lessens And darkness knocks at my door I hear my candles whispering their request “Will you please grant us light?” Such a simple thing The striking of the match against the box The flame as it leaps from the tip of the wood The smell…