Mount Kailash and Lake Manasarovar have been a part of my growing up years. My barely educated grand mother and grand aunt with whom I spent many a lazy afternoon were master story tellers. They wove stories around the happenings…
Under the Bodhi Tree in Bodhgaya
As a child, my knowledge of Buddha was limited to the Amar Chitra Katha, I was gifted on my birthday. I first visited Bodhgaya when I was barely 8 years old and quietly admired the master’s sweet face and soulful…