I ate only white food on Tuesdays7 min read . Updated: 01 Sep 2017, 04:16 PM IST
At 16, the writer left home to join the Sathya Sai Baba ashram in Puttaparthi. This is the story of life in an Indian cult
“Turn around, quickly," a teacher whispered, flailing her arms at us. We were seated on the floor of the hostel at the Brindavan campus for men in Whitefield, Bengaluru. It was May 1993, and the summer course in Indian culture and spirituality, which ran for a month, was to begin. I was a fresher. We were clad in saris, pallus pulled over our shoulders.
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