The Gateway

We both stood still. For a few minutes, we just stood there.

As the evening aarti at the temple was about to begin, we just stood there. Struck.In awe. In silence. At the entrance of this magnificent–no that’s not the right word for it but can’t think of anything else –temple.

This was no ordinary temple. This was something else. That something else whichmade us stop there, right at the entrance of it, could it have been only the externals? No, it can’t be.

It’s notthat the temple isn’t agr...