The meal was spread before them on stainless steel plate, an ordinary Brahmin home meal made solemn by habit: rice, sambar, a dab of ghee, some vegetables, and the faint scent of steamed grain rising from the plates. The father sat down with the quiet composure of long familiarity, and with the same measured movementContinue reading “The Tambrahm meal: why “pariseshanam” ritual for males only?”