The average Prairie day in the summer is blessed with sun, dry air, if lucky, a little breeze, jack rabbits hopping around, and most probably countless invisible souls hovering about in the big sky. Let’s no forget quiet.
To the residence of the Joshi’s we go - Vallabha, Mahadeva, Annapurna and I (we four call ourselves the Four Kumaras) leave for a chant, a meal and a debriefing of the former day’s festivities. The theme floats around the question, "Now did we, the festival team, do for t


