A north eastern Indian town known to be the Land of Dawn-lit Mountains is caught in some unfinished India-China border business.
The cricket game, like everything else in Varanasi, carries on amidst the funeral chants and the grieving.
For an American visiting India for the first time, the reaction to the cows isa good metaphor for how well they have tuned in to the charms of the country.
Notwithstanding the volume of mementos I brought home, they are no matchfor what I carry of India in my heart, my mind, and my life.