Hampi. A mythical landscape scattered with huge granite boulders balanced precariously on each other and held together by mythology and history. Bisected by the Tungabhadra and ancient irrigation canals that create a sliver of blue and green across the rugged terrain, this is a land imbued with the presence of gods, goddesses, and heroes. Spread across this are the ruins of a magnificent city once described as the best-provided city in the world.
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Aubades and Serenades in Anegundi
Published on: 16/06/2025Â |Â Contributors: Sourabha Rao
Not all stories are lost to time. Some are lost to our own indifference or ignorance. Or sometimes, quite simply to a lack of awareness of their very existence. This is why some of us commit our time in their quest – to witness and preserve as many as we can in our might. This is why some of us are relentlessly restless to tell and retell stories.
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Where the People Were
Published on: 07/05/2025Â |Â Contributors: Gowri Subramanya
When you walk through Hampi, it’s easy to be overwhelmed by what has been lost. Crumbling gopurams. Half-toppled mantapas. Ancient stone corridors open to the sky. But if you pause long enough, you may begin to notice something else. What stands out is not just what once was, but what remains.
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Guardians of Sacred Transitions
Published on: 14/04/2025Â |Â Contributors: Gowri Subramanya