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| ARTISTS & INSPIRATIONS
Dravidian Catharsis is the fruit of this deep immersion in the culture, the theatre, the traditions, and the soul of this mythological universe of the Tamil people. The powerful presences of spirits and living gods are embodied under masks.
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| ARTISTS & INSPIRATIONS
KR Sunil goes beyond his frames to explore and discover soulful human stories. In this journey, he pursues a long forgotten life, that of a Tamil boy who endured the worst in a journey to Kerala. As the World Cup fever peaks, here is a story.
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| MOON LIGHT BY BIJU IBRAHIM
Moon Light is an exclusive video column by Biju Ibrahim, in which he shares a slice of his journeys and experiences as moving image anecdotes. Bhakti was shot in Tiruvannamalai, an ancient nature worship town situated in Tamil Nadu.
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| THE AYURVEDIC COOKBOOK BY GITA RAMESH
Sambhar is one of the most popular and healthiest south Indian dishes. There are many ways how to prepare it, but Mrs. Gita Ramesh, founder of Kairali Group, in her ayurvedic cookbook believes, that it taste the best, if it is cooked with love!
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| AYURVEDA WITH ZUZANA ZWIEBEL
What is ayurveda? How is this ancient medical system connected with yoga, meditation, healthy food, relaxation in nature and modern life style? Ayurveda Trails is dedicated to everyone, who would like to travel and search answers to these questions.
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| PERHAPS AT PONDICHERRY
Ten years from now, we would remember how we set off to Pondi one summer. Sometime again I suppose, I would be sauntering in eye-clashing clothes in another city, but my first one would always be Pondicherry.
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| PERHAPS AT PONDICHERRY
Usually during Onam, I used to see pavements lined with flower markets in Kochi. I grew up hearing tales on how flowers were transported from Tamil Nadu, but this was another world. The stalls were divided by stunning velvety rose garlands.
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| PERHAPS AT PONDICHERRY
Even by 6:30 am, to our surprise the market was already on its feet. Women peeling fresh prawns, a lot of them comfortably squatted, and their wringed sarees tied around their waists. There were hints of jasmine among the pungent smells.
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| PERHAPS AT PONDICHERRY
On our first day at Pondi, we imagined cycling through Rue Suffren till Paradise Beach, rather we found ourselves going around in circles. Riya and I never got our hands on bicycles, but we had a better experience with the rickshaws.
Most of us find solace in simply hearing or reading stories of the lives of extraordinary people, but people like Raghu had the good fortune to not only know but to have studied under the aegis of great men like Yogacharya T.Krishnamacharya and his son T.K.V Desikachar. What was it like to study with such exceptional teachers?
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| PERHAPS AT PONDICHERRY
A flurry of auto drivers rushed to us chattering away in Tamil. Dawn seeped in, the sun rose fairly early at Pondicherry. It was another day of sun, but there was a sweeping wind of laziness that suddenly slowed down time.
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| PERHAPS AT PONDICHERRY
My uncanny taste for flamboyant textiles hailed from a land of curious glances. Markets always stir these peckish desires in you to experiment, it’s the one place where you can tailor your dreams. But that’s not what I loved about markets.
