Misty daybreak and the first calls of the rooster in a scenic village have the men going ..
Red… the colour of blood, of life, vitality… red, the colour of the Mother Goddess, the embodiment..
“Every year vines grow taller & fatter…they
cling to every support on their way, suck nutrition..
A grand procession is on its way from the palace. There are soldiers on hors..
Blue Dart . DHL . Indian Post