Kanyakumari Part IV

  I could have stayed in Kanyakumari for weeks. There is so much to see and do in and around the tip if India seeing as it has been cranking for nearly 8 thousand years, you can always find something of interest.   We took a side trip a few kilometers away to the Suchindram Thanumalayan Temple. We … Continue reading Kanyakumari Part IV

Kanyakumari Part III

His frail voice hung in the air, echoing off the buildings on either side of the street, barely discernable but it was still beautiful. Eerily beautiful yet fitting. The little man, hunched over from years of labor perhaps, walking slowly in his dhoti and steadying himself with a long staff, was singing a Hindu devotional to himself.  We had just … Continue reading Kanyakumari Part III

Kanyakumari Part II

Narendranath Datta was born in Kolkata in 1863 to a prominent Bengali Kayastha family and would take the name Swami Vivekananda while taking his monastic vows on Christmas Eve, 1886. His life is fascinating and most Americans, myself included until a few years ago, never knew he was well received in Chicago at the Parliament of the World's Religions in 1893. Vivekananda traveled … Continue reading Kanyakumari Part II