Describing a sacred Lingam as a "lump of ice" is not frankness. It is absurdity. It is like describing the Sistine Chapel as smears of paint, or The Economist as pre-cycled future toilet paper.
In an age when the word "reality" has become synonymous with nasty behaviors on TV shows and "truth" seems impossibly divided between political cults, perhaps we could find a better sense of both in what we lightly call "myth."
My aim isn't to butcher the Ramayana but simply to share it with people in a casual and entertaining way. If I've done my job right, Ramayana: Divine Loophole serves as an intro to a much fuller version of the story.
As I travel through Sri Lanka, covering the nation as it seeks reconciliation among its diverse population after decades of conflict, I am receiving e-mails from my friends at home asking me to review the basics.