an oil lamp for the night. one of the many rewards of a trek into the interior malnad is a chance to time-travel. the moments that i spent with these wonderful people is something i will always talk about. we sat down in the foyer after a really tasty dinner and conversed looking at the flickering faces. they still use the aeon old oil lamp and it seemed to perfectly fit into their lives. i wouldn't change a thing about it. yes, the towns had electricity but their houses aren't yet ready to bring in the damned thing. well, thank god!