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November 6th, 2014

Video clip of the day : And what a very jolly procession that was

So there I was early this morning, running through Lutyens Delhi, as one does on a crisp November morning. I was trying out a new seat of headphones (slowly slowly getting myself organised for the half marathon on 23 November, one gadget at a time) and so was happily blasting myself with my loudest, drummiest music.

But, hey, what was that sound penetrating my headphones, even through “Jai Ho” at full volume?

Ah, that would be a Very Small But Very Loud Religious Procession.

Police car leading it.

Handful of devotees (don’t miss the bloke on his mobile phone al […]

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October 2nd, 2014

So THAT’S what the noise is outside my house…

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Now isn’t this a fabulous way to usher in the festive season?

Nothing like drumming to get me rushing down, mobile in hand, and walking with whoever it is down the street. (That sounds a trifle odd, but I am sure you know what I mean).

Usually it’s wedding processions that drum their way through the streets – though the season hasn’t really started yet – but this was a religious procession. Complete with those wonderful chandelier-y confections that are my passion. They are all wired up to to each other and to the generator that drives […]

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September 22nd, 2014

Yet again, I have NO idea…

…as in NO idea whatsoever what was going on here.

We were in Safdarjung Enclave, on a roof terrace, when we heard drumming. So obviously I peered down through the wires and cables, to see what was going on in the street below.

Take drummers + stark naked man + wheelchair and, please, you tell me what on earth was going on.

No-one around seemed to have any better idea, so this is my theory: the gentlemen is a holy man of sorts. Who needs a wheelchair. And doesn’t wear any clothes. And who carries a peacock feather fan.

Here […]

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September 8th, 2014

The singing horse-wala

We had a delightful Tibetan horseman with us on our KYII climb. Always cheerful, and very often singing.

He always sang his rather repetitive ditties when it was time to saddle up or unload the horses, and we wondered if it wasn’t a calming strategy for the animals.

Sadly I didn’t record the brilliant song he treated us (and the pack animals) to one day, which seemed to be a chanting litany of the names of the mountains. One line I remember perfectly (you are all suitably impressed by my Tibetan, I hope?) because it went a bit like this […]

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