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Salt Is... Yes, Sweet

Human warmth amid a harsh landscape, the contrast lingers...

Salt Is... Yes, Sweet Rahul Surve

This is one of those rare days when you want to send up a prayer of thanks for the miracle of modern travel. We began our journey in a congested, bad-tempered airport on the edge of Delhi. But here we are now, two flights and a hour’s drive later, on a string cot padded with bright quilts and cushions, under a midnight blue, moonless sky splashed with stars, in the still heart of the banni (grasslands) of northern Kachchh. Wood crackles and burns in an open-air fireplace and the verses of Kabir, sung in deep, plaintive voices, fill the air:

Chun chun maati mahal banaya
Moorkh kahe ghar mera
Khaak mein khap jaana bande
Maati se mil jaana
Thoda karo abhiman...
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