A dear colleague of mine is out in India learning from traditional shadow puppeteers check out her experience.
I was quite relieved to peel myself out of the car after 8 hours wedged in between a troupe of puppeteers on the hectic roads of Kerala. I was positively delighted to find we had landed in Fort Kochi, a pretty little resort looking out on to the Arabian Sea.
Shortly after plonking my backpack on the sofa and gulping my sweet tea, Pulavar and his son informed me of their gig in Fort Kochi. They had been booked to perform an abridged Ramayana that evening.
We pulled into a large plaza, by the sea and Chinese fishing nets, and swarming with Indian and European tourists. I sat and watched the team set their stage. Efficient and silent.
A quick walk round the town, a samosa at sunset, a cup of tea, and we headed back to the stage, where several rows of red plastic chairs had now appeared. When the sun…
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