The traveler's sleepy eyes open up to the view of the plains of northern India lying far below in the haze. A dry, brown world in the dazzling light of the morning sun, and there, like a glittering greeting - a snake rolling through the plain - the Ganges. The map on the monitor shows Patna 78 kilometers. Memories …
Memories are questionable witnesses when it comes to reliability, truth, and accuracy. They are versions of our minds, cobbled together from images, sounds, images, dreams, smells. They cannot be trusted, and yet in their own way they represent a truth, perhaps different from the one actually experienced, and yet a testimony to something perhaps so...