Sangita Iyer

Back in December 2013, I met Lakshmi—and in ways I still struggle to explain, she met me too. She is rare among temple elephants, one of the few females held in captivity, and from the moment I saw her tethered and alone, something in me broke open. There was a familiarity in her loneliness. A recognition. We are all, in some way, bound by inherited beliefs and cultural codes—but Lakshmi’s captivity was literal, heavy, and unrelenting. She reached out to me with her trunk, a gentle,...

Click the image to read the full article As millions across India prepare to celebrate Ganesh Chaturthi, homes and temples will echo with...

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