(This is from the diary of my trip to Alanganallur Jallikattu more than two decades back) We, my friend Kesavan and I, arrived at Alanganallur, which if I were writing a travel feature in a glossy magazine would describe as, ‘beautifully bucolic, filled with people full of old-world ethos and rustic charm’, but in every-day language it will translate to… Read more →