Enough already, its already the sixth essay and I haven't even got inside the temple yet. But no haste please, this is a sacred place, its early in the morning and the breeze is nice and cool. So I enter into the temple and it was immediately apparent to me that this place was visited by God. It was a cool place, very quiet, very very tall pillars of more than 35-40 feet in height, but the centre yoni patta and the shivling was so giant that you simply couldn't see the shivling. At all. From the floor. It might sound weird but it worked. You couldn't see Him, but you knew he was up there. Fascinating perspective. But that’s for slightly later.
See the full majesty of this wonderful work of art and divinity. Can you imagine the sheer amount of effort made to construct something like this? We are talking full on 20-30 feet on a side slabs of stone being carved in situ.
The temple has four giant pillars on each corner. With the familiar lotus flower motif on the top. Single stone pillar, no gaps or slices. Single one!
The legend goes that the channels cut into the stone were filled with precious stones on auspicious days, these days its usually lined with flower garlands. You might ask, how on earth do people get up there? But wait for it.
The flagstones were stapled together with these brass staples, but as you can see, some of them have shifted down the centuries, specially the one on the left where the slot has now become mis-aligned.
I am now at the back end of the temple looking at the rear wall on the right. I am sure they must have thought of decorating the blank walls somehow but it wasnt completed. Perhaps it was painted. Who knows? Stone doesnt hold paints that well.
Here are two rods which connect the side of the temple to the yoni patta. I wasnt very sure how this would work. I guess at one time there was provision made for a staircase where its broken off but now its just these 2 rods. Presumably they will put a ladder up there and clamber up.
All the gods looking down at Shiv.
A lamp case. One time they used to construct this stuff out of stone, now we cut open an oil can and call it progress.
Looking back at the temple. I stood there quietly for quite a long time. It was very quiet, nobody was there and I had a chance to speak to Him alone. Its surprising how clearly you hear his words when you are open to listening. Had a nice chat with him and requested him to bless the kids with knowledge and keep them safe. This is now another place where I met Him personally. Other places where I have met him are at Vivekananda Rock, at a tiny church in Athens, at Saqqarra in Egypt, in the Himalayas, at Lake District, etc.
But now to go check out the surroundings of the temple.