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We are hunting for lingam shrines. We are taking pictures of every one we spot, and there are dozens. Glen and Claudia are doing research for a book they want Primitive to publish on lingams.
A large portion of it will be photos, so the three of us plus Sandeep, Sataram, and our ill-equipped driver are trying to spot every single one we can find along the road.
In my journal, I have notes from fifteen shrines and temples where we have stopped. The notes have details about location, inscriptions, and interesting characteristics.
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Each shrine is individual. Some are more elaborate like the pair in Beherogat. It seems like they get a lot of visitors.
And then there are the more hard-to-find ones (because they aren't the size of a Volkswagon). I am humbled by their simplicity. These shrines are a part of everyday Indian life. Some are tiny and sweet:
We encounter a few that are under the careful attention of a priest. It's comforting to know that even though there are so many shrines none are forgotten.
Others find protection under the shade of trees: And some even are trees...
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