Janaki Jambunathan
Active member
Nearly a dozen cats roam the interminable corridors of the Srirangam temple late into the night, when the frenzy of evening worship has given way to an air of pious melancholy. Here and there, a few pilgrims linger quietly, their silhouettes fusing with the architecture, stone-like. But the cats stride with purpose, cutting across the 156-acre sprawl as though they were a pride of lions headed for a watering hole. It turns out there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for this odd behaviour. Who can blame them for following the aroma of sizzlingghee wafting from the air vents of the madappalli, the temple kitchen, a squat structure impenetrable to outsiders?
http://www.openthemagazine.com/specials/a-divine-treat
http://www.openthemagazine.com/specials/a-divine-treat
