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A priest and a policeman

Could be the name of the next drama from Hollywood.  But it was the scene at the world's richest temple in Trivandrum in Kerala state of India. It is at this 2000 year old residence of Krishna in his reclining posture on nothing less than his version of Laz boy -a multiheaded snake called sheshanaga, that you find both priests and police guarding the entrance.

It is believed that the erstwhile Travancore (wonder if they were travelers to the core) kings amassed large fortune in gold and precious stones and stashed it here as a older day fort Knox and funded their infrastructure projects etc.

Anyway I chose not to enter the premises on the basis that the temple was dictating sartorial practice of wearing a south Indian style loose cloth over my jeans. I had to buy said garment and that did not sit well with me.

Anyway pictures coming later- what was permitted anyway between the pujari and mamaji gang.

People with row number 15 to 30 come forward says the AirAsia 15 year old in red at Bangalore airport where i am connecting so time to board the flight. 

Comments

  1. RajendraJuly 14, 2015 at 6:35 PM

    never understood the fascination for the piece of yellow metal.

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  2. Diamond HeadJuly 14, 2015 at 8:28 PM

    Sona ke saath mona, Aur Mona ke saath sona, in this case (for kisan bhaiyaa) is sona ke saath sona

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