The Chamundi Hills
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High in the hills sits the Chamundeshwari Temple, dedicated to the Parvati, consort of Lord Siva.
It is Mysore’s most important temple.
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The place was bustling with devotees.
Having experienced the long queues of Nanjangud, we opted to pay a higher entrance fee.
This fast-tracked our transit through to heart of the temple:
The business class option for spiritual tourists.
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By now we were seasoned temple travellers.
But receiving darshan without first waiting in long, slow-moving queues somehow detracted from the experience.
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The women selling temple offerings
And a religious procession
Dazzled us with their beautiful colours.
But often it’s the small things which capture our focus.
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The colours! The exciting atmosphere! I adore it all.
May 10, 2011 at 4:22 pm
The colours of India are so vibrant and intense. My life here seems positively unreal at times, more like a beautiful and exciting dream that I have somehow wondered into..
May 10, 2011 at 6:46 pm
I’m wanting to loop all those pairs of sandals together by their Velcro straps so they don’t get muddled.
May 10, 2011 at 8:07 pm
I am perpetually surprised that one or both of my chappals (sandals) never goes missing . Trips to temples, churches, palaces and any other establishment worthy of respect always demand bare feet
May 10, 2011 at 9:01 pm
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