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
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On High Desert

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.

 

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