"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

The Rhythm Of Kalam

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The sun has set.

With the dying of the light, Kalampattu begins.

The drums start pulsing their hypnotic rhythms.

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Song, dance and frenzy conjure up dark powers.

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Suddenly, my sensibilities are repulsed by what is enacted.

I feel as shocked as any Victorian puritan.

I put away my camera.

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Chicken may be gone from my menu for some time…

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