The first morning in Karauli took us to a Hindu temple dedicated to one of the re-incarnations of the God Krishna.
Sitting next to a group of little old indian women who were chanting harmoniously for the morning arati, induced an uplifting joyful environment, their high spirits and faith creating what I can only describe as a loving and welcoming atmosphere.
As my friend Bianca would say, ‘it was like a warm hug.’