By David Shulman
“Rocks. Goats. Dry shrubs. Buffaloes. Thorns. A fallen tamarind tree.” Such have been the attractions that greeted David Shulman on his arrival within the South Indian nation of Andhra Pradesh within the spring of 2006. knowledgeable on South Indian languages and cultures, Shulman knew the area good, yet from the instant he arrived for this seven-month sojourn he actively soaked up such easy elements of his atmosphere, decided to take care of the wealthy texture of day-by-day life—choosing to be while student and vacationer, wanderer and wonderer. Lyrical, sensual, and introspective, Spring, warmth, Rains is Shulman’s diary of that have. Evocative reflections on day-by-day events—from explorations of crumbling temples to battles with ineradicable insects to joyous dinners with friends—are organically interwoven with issues of the traditional poetry and myths that stay such an inextricable a part of lifestyles in modern India. With Shulman as our consultant, we meet singers and poets, washermen and betel-nut proprietors, glossy literati and historic gods and goddesses. We wonder on the “golden electrocution” that's the flavor of a mango clean from the tree. And we plunge into the searing warmth of an Indian summer season, so oppressive and inescapable that once the monsoon arrives to banish the warmth with sheets of rain, we comprehend why, 12 months after yr, it really is celebrated as a miracle. An unabashedly own account from a student whose deep wisdom hasn't ever obscured his pleasure in discovery, Spring, warmth, Rains is a passionate act of sharing, an unforgettable present for somebody who has ever dreamed of India.
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