Narayanpeth
Narayanpeth is the happening part of the town. If you were to find yourself at a loose end, you would be well-advised to find your way to this square, get yourself a seat, and enjoy the proceedings. There are a lot of people rushing about, going God knows where. Except for the guy who sleeps on the mat next to where I sit, who has nowhere to go. He keeps asking me for the time. Sometimes he asks me something I cannot understand. "Seventy? Or is it Eighty? It's eighty, isn't it?" he says. I refuse to commit myself, not knowing what I am buying or selling. I think the poor fellow's not quite right in the head, but then who is? I shouldn't be surprised if he feels a bit sorry for me, wondering if I am a bit not quite right in the head. I wonder though if he wonders if I wonder if he wonders that I am not quite right in the head. I would be really surprised if that were the case.
This is the reigning deity that presides over Narayanpeth. There is not a leaf in all Narayanpeth that can shake without this God's express will, but for some reason unexplained, He appears to have dropped the Dronagiri mountain, hopefully not on somebody's foot.
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