“Paavam, kozhandhai, let her touch and play” – Benazir

When I was 8 or 9 years old, one of my neighbours took to me to the house of another neighbor during navratri when brahmin households keep golu (figurines arranged over a step-like apparatus). The hosts were traditional brahmins who lived in a grand house, the uncle – who would have been around 50 then, was tall, dignified with a booming voice and his wife … Continue reading “Paavam, kozhandhai, let her touch and play” – Benazir