Death: I've had 13 years to think
I’ve been immersed in writing about death after spending a week in Varanasi at a home where ailing, elderly Hindus go to end their lives. They want to die there because they believe dying within the boundaries of the ancient city of Kashi will mean moksha, or salvation for the soul. The story — I will write more about that later — took me back to … Continue reading Death: I've had 13 years to think
