Belagola beyond Bahubali
There are things in life which seem part of humdrum growing up years , but someday , suddenly, you come to realise what a wonder that thing is . And then , you want to go grab it once again . Its about Bahubali , the colossal Gommateshwara of Sravanabelagola . Yes, been there , seen him. But in such a distant past that there is no sharp memory of anything , no recollection of the impressions he made on the mind . No photos . I cannot claim that my familiarity with this Icon comes from having met and admired him in person , it is most certainly due to seeing pictures of him intermittently down the years : in books , brochures, newspaper reports and later, on TV and The Net . The personal connect , sorely missing . One-day-excursions they were , in early 1960s . The excitement of seeing the giant's torso bobbing into view even from a good 7 kilometers away..... the climb up the warm , shallow steps cut into the rocky hill , barefooted.... Standing right by the giant