Each ride on the motorcycle felt like being inside a New Age two-wheeled temple, and as if it were a ritual, we always ended up talking abou

The only place I had planned not to set foot in India—besides Delhi—was Varanasi. I already had enough inner chaos; I didn’t need to add...

It was nighttime. Everything was empty enough to resemble a zombie movie and the arrival of the Apocalypse. I tried to connect with what...

Waking up early and walking along the Ghats with the morning sun had become my new meditation. I would go down to Assi Ghat at 5 a.m....

On the second day, we had breakfast on the terrace of the Guesthouse , from where we could see the river. The fabric of saris drying in...

Only several months after arriving in India was I able to start feeling that "inner self,"  that "intuition"  they talked about. That...