A Passage to India Chapter 12

In which the peculiar and ancient hills of Dravidia are explored with a reverence for their immense geological age and mysterious presence, revealing caves of uncanny uniformity and polished, silent splendour that resist ordinary human understanding. These caves, dark and echoing with an almost ineffable emptiness, seem to guard secrets older than history, inviting reflection on the passage of time and the inscrutable nature of the landscape itself.