SHIVA BARAAT
It presented a truly unique sight, this party of Shiva - a happy blend of the most strange and varied revellers. The ganas and forest men and yoginis, precariously old aged people and naughty young pranksters, all moved together. The appearance was straight out of a merry circus.
Some had four legs, others none at all; walking on their hands upside down, winking intermittently at everyone. Some had hair like the leaves of a tree, others looked as though they were trees, with human feet. Some were more than hundred feet in height; others were small enough to be carried in the palms of their larger friends.
Some were dressed in the finest velvets; others wore bushes as their attire, yet others wore nothing at all, except loincloths. Some were playing flutes and gentle music; others were shouting with hoarse voices and pulling out the flutes from the players’ hands.
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