Table of Contents Index PART I: Snow in Srinagar Exile Reaching Srinagar The city of fame Rainy afternoon in ... Up the Sindh river in a doonga Snow in Srinagar Chilai Kalan Crossing the Vitasta Journey into the Himalayas Ishbar evenings Pony ride in the Liddar valley Views of Haramukh My father in Hawaii PART II: Ten Thousand Years of Solitude The Fire in the Waters Records of our lives Threads Ask Krishna The Conductor of the dead A Wounded bird The riddle of Isha Patanjali's song The hidden path up the hill Inner Sarasvati Naming things On high desert A small beginning Uncovering Seeking answers Nachiketa's dual Quantum implications Chance and necessity A Boy and his dog Book in pdf format
It was a summer evening the sun had set we were still many miles from our camp in the high desert.
The moon was full and the cacti shimmered in the pale light until we saw two eyes peering from behind the bush.
One eye of the wolf shone fiercely the other was calm.
We drove on over canyons and through ancient mountains till we reached Taos still connected to its Indian roots and we saw a temple to a flying hero.
The Secrets of Ishbar
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