standing in the mandir outside the altar curtain tonight's the night to celebrate Nrshima Caturdasi Mahamuni asks "where's that pujari, it's time for arati no time to stall" from behind the curtain a voice declares "i think he's asleep have to wait till he comes down" now Cycle Babble and i are sprinting that long and winding street hearing the sounds of the birds dogs and other critters from the mixed up jungle here seeing the sufferers along the point of the hook many have come to the beach to beat the heat and have a look sunny cove to the tennis park it's quite a fancy ramble heat takes over and it's back to home best not to gamble Kumar is there to welcome him back and beg another capati