It was a remote temple, far away from even a small town. This temple was at a "settlement" of a few shacks and a couple of sturdier structures.
The settlement itself is located at the base of a range of hills, which was mostly boulders, with a few trees, and a whole lot of desert-vegetation kind of greenery. (Yes, I am botanically challenged, too!)
While walking around the temple under a blazing sun, I saw graffiti of names of people--kids and youth, I would think.
The most bizarre aspect of this graffiti was that the scribbles were on the leaves of a real, live, plant. Yes, you read that correctly--on the plant leaves. Like the one to the right here.
Whatever prompts such an act!
Here is another "etching" on this live plant:
Even more odd: there was no etching, as far as I noticed, that was in the language local to the area--Tamizh. Almost every one of those was in English, and I kind of sort of recall a scrawl that was perhaps in Urdu. So, is it the local kids displaying their knowledge of English, or the visitors leaving their mark behind? or ...?
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