In a ruined ancient village of Rajasthan exist all the erased stories of the world. There, sometimes, among the weeping peacocks, and dancing bulbuls, one can hear the forgotten dictum.
I was alone when I heard it, and now I go mad. I would whisper it in your ears, but do you have the courage to hear what only a few can hear?
One response to “Bhangarh”
Tormenting! All the erased stories of the world? Very sad but it might be better to know than not to know. Am frightened but you can tell me as long as you whisper so low I can’t hear it.