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The India of my memory was exceedingly poor in the matter of nourishment for the physical body, but was aboundingly wealthy as to myth and folklore-- a provocating to the inquisition and the soul. Sometimes I wonder if it is not equally important, if not more so, to have plentiful food for the soul as well as calories for the body. In India the spiritual side and the imagination were richly fed but the physical body did not fare quite so well. Nutritious stimulation for the imagination and the aesthetic impulse--to my mind--is somewhat analygous to supplying the correct vitamins for proper body balance and sustenance. But we were able to manage very well. Tries the choice of the oriental table was lacking. Goat's meet, goat's butter and milk, cabbage and cauliflower and curry and rice seemed to be the national dishes and come up day after day. No amount of refusals discouraged them from appearing in regular monotony. They were sparingly supplemented by tangerines, bread, potatoes, and a small variety of other dishes. I can't seem to recall. The one side of the picture was lard idly prepared and unappetizing further more. I had no fondness for some of the ingredients to begin with. The other side of the picture helped to make physical endurance possible. I had the fantasy of India for from the very beginning it completely captured my imagination. I liked the legends and fables concerning seemingly every stick and stone. To me these indicted perhaps superstitious people but much more than that was the suggestion of a powerful creative ability and a fertile
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The India of my memory was exceedingly poor in the matter of nourishment for the physical body, but was aboundingly wealthy as to myth and folklore-- a provocating to the inquisition and the soul. Sometimes I wonder if it is not equally important, if not more so, to have plentiful food for the soul as well as calories for the body. In India the spiritual side and the imagination were richly fed but the physical body did not fare quite so well. Nutritious stimulation for the imagination and the aesthetic impulse--to my mind--is somewhat analygous to supplying the correct vitamins for proper body balance and sustenance. But we were able to manage very well. Tries the choice of the oriental table was lacking. Goat's meet, goat's butter and milk, cabbage and cauliflower and curry and rice seemed to be the national dishes and come up day after day. No amount of refusals discouraged them from appearing in regular monotony. They were sparingly supplemented by tangerines, bread, potatoes, and a small variety of other dishes. I can't seem to recall. The one side of the picture was lard idly prepared and unappetizing further more. I had no fondness for some of the ingredients to begin with. The other side of the picture helped to make physical endurance possible. I had the fantasy of India for from the very beginning it completely captured my imagination. I liked the legends and fables concerning seemingly every stick and stone. To me these indicted perhaps superstitious people but much more than that was the suggestion of a powerful creative ability and a fertile
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