By Terry Reis Kennedy
Tenzin calls from Varkala in Kerala and tells me about his Seer who lives on the beachhead does predictions by reading the ashes he scatters on the sands from his hand stove.
Tenzin calls from Varkala in Kerala and tells me about his Seer who lives on the beachhead does predictions by reading the ashes he scatters on the sands from his hand stove.
Tenzin urges me to find out about my love life, says the women in ancient India used to read their husbands' faces looking through sieves. Aha, so this is where I get my obsession with sieves, past-life karma with straining tea leaves, poppy seeds and husbands.
I say I will go to the Super Bazaar later and buy more sieves for my kitchen window, to hang beside the knives. No need for hand stoves and Seers.
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