A jumble of mammoth grey boulders shaped by water and wind into obelisks, almost-spheres casually sit around the Hampi landscape in the thousands, gathered into mini-hills, stacked into towers or proudly solitary. Folklore has it that an undersea volcano erupted spewing lava which congealed into these granite rocks. The Tungabhadra runs through it, nourishing the emerald green paddy fields, banana plantations, sunflowers. The landscape is periodically dotted with windmills. My senses reeled when I was told of all the folklore attached to this region, apart from the documented history.
28th Dec 2018Travel Sights
