After writing about the lovely pongal, revisiting the golden-hued images, I found myself day-dreaming of our time on the Sub-Continent -- the place that is so uniquely itself, so unapologetic and wild and wonderful all at once. I miss it and and I don't miss it -- whatever it is, that special oomph and parade of color, India will forever be my shining jewel of mystery and beauty.
Some day, we shall return, hopefully to explore the Northern regions -- and sip tea with friends at the chai stand, watch crazy groovy 60s commercials with Indian girlies brushing their extraordinary hair, turn twirls off a 10-foot diving board into an oddly calm public pool, explore temples till we get 'templed out' then tuck into a magnificent papaya, doused heavily in fresh lime juice. We'll do this till our hearts can't take it anymore and our spirits are so very tired.
Have you been to a place you've longed for again and again? Where?