· the journal ·
Every walk is written down.
A field record — dated, photographed, kept.
- Folio III13 May 2026
Bangalore · Old Airport Road
Carried · Vitthal and Rukmini
The third walk was barefoot, and quieter, and held three shrines in its mouth. The anchor carried the garlanded murti down Old Airport Road with the soles of his feet on the warm road, and at every temple along the way the procession stopped, and bowed, and went in.
- Folio II6 May 2026
Bangalore · Old Airport Road
Carried · Vitthal and Rukmini
The second walk found its music on the footpath. We sang outside shopfronts and waited at signals. A woman raised her arms in front of a bank. By the time we reached the gate, the small procession had become a quiet little band.
- Folio I23 April 2026
Bangalore · Old Airport Road
Carried · Vitthal and Rukmini
A dozen of us walked a small procession under the evening canopy. The city paused. Strangers folded their hands. A rickshaw driver stepped out of his auto and bowed.
