David Bower gives an evocative account of Signdance's trip to India in India 2009
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The tired hot sun rose wearily over the horizon, as we meandered our way from the airport down recently well heeled motorways into Bangalore. Pass the night time fires. Mingling into the dawn rush hour traffic of wagons, carts, tripod taxis and cars, all ducking and weaving like Shiva's dance of life. Shushing into ever the increasing quietude, pass carnivalesque' Krishna temples, Bangalore receded into the east as we rose up into the Deccan hills through ancient villages, exuding an ineffable...