I have always been intrigued by towers of silence or dakhmas.
A dakhma is a funerary tower where Parsees leave their dead, exposed to sun, weather and vultures.
I never miss reading anything about dakhmas.
Mark Twain in his book Along the Equator briefly mentions the dakhma at Malabar Hill in what was then Bombay. Twain had visited Bombay towards the end of the nineteenth century and writes about a person being caught while trying the sneak into the dakhma. The trespasser escaped a ‘severe punishment’ because he was a white and hence a man of influence, Twain writes in the book.
Nobody has left any account – either in print or in photographs about the inside of a dakhma. Except pallbearers, nobody, not even a Parsee can enter a dakhma.
Thanks to Wikipedia, I am no more curious about dakhmas. Now I know what I will see if ever enter a dakhma. I hope that the photograph is of a dakhma and nobody contradicts me.
I am neither white nor influential but too adventurous.