what is god and what is stone the dividing line if it exists is very thin at jejuri and every other stone is god or his cousin

there is no crop other than god and god is harvested here around the year and round the clock out of the bad earth and the hard rock

that giant hunk of rock the size of a bedroom is khandoba's wife turned to stone the crack that runs right across is the scar from his broadsword he struck her down with once in a fit of rage

scratch a rock and a legend springs

The door was open. Manohar thought it was one more temple.

He looked inside. Wondering which god he was going to find.

He quickly turned away when a wide eyed calf looked back at him.

It isn't another temple, he said, it's just a cowshed.

a checkerboard pattern some old men must have drawn yesterday

with a piece of chalk on the back of the twenty foot tortoise

smudges under the bare feet and gets fainter all the time as the children run