"Where are you ... ?" was Ochappan asking calling me with his cellphone.

Indeed I was already a half hour too late on our appointment at his place. He invited me for the celebration of the Shivaratri.

As you can see, I stopped my bike several times to enjoy the vast landscape that slowly freed itself from the heavy clouds when I started in Madurai, to lighten itself up in a marvellous light while these two ladies were looking after their cows grazing the rice hay.