Looking for My Ancient Religion in Uzbekistan
Still, I was in search of something more, something concrete, something material.
Last October, I walked on the trail of emperors.
Every night on this trip, when I thought about forcing my words onto a page and every night, they sat just beyond the lip of my mind and did not come. I did not write a word even when I reached Termez, our next stop that sat on the southernmost fringe of Uzbekistan; it is fenced from Afghanistan by only the Amu Darya river. In the Djurkatana museum, we found the model of a fire temple that likely existed in Zoroaster’s time. My parents were elated; they took picture after picture, while a stream of visitors eddied round them. “Zoroaster might have even seen this temple himself!” mum said, the light rushing into her face.
I am an independent food, culture and travel writer with a special interest in exploring the anthropology of Indian food and culture through a postcolonial prism.
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