Dunghri Mela. Mother and child. The mother is wearing a traditional Kullui ‘pattu’, which is an un-cut length of tweed cloth, pinned below each shoulder. The pins are often attached to each other by a chain.

On the way to Dunghri Mela. A deota’s ‘rath’ being carried. (see 1.3.5)

Rath’ being carried to Dunghri mela. (see 1.3.5)

Dunghri Mela. The ‘deota’s’ (god’s) utensils, including a yak tail whisk and a conch shell.

All of these are taken from colour transparencies. They are of ceremony around Hadimba temple in at the old mela ground in Dhungri forest. A romantic setting, so colourful on all colour with the dark and mysterious forest. At this time we were living at Duff Dunbar above the temple. The ceremonies would last for several days. It usually began in the evening with an arresting drum beat and trumpet calls, that I found irresistible. The meeting of the ‘deotas’ and the ‘rath’ could sometimes be tempestuous. As the day wore on the dancing became more vigorous and would often last into the night. The man who had removed his top is xxx of becoming a ‘gaur’ oracle of the ‘devi’. The man behind him is ready to support him if the ‘devi’ so possesses him that he cannot stand.

All of these are taken from colour transparencies. They are of ceremony around Hadimba temple in at the old mela ground in Dhungri forest. A romantic setting, so colourful on all colour with the dark and mysterious forest. At this time we were living at Duff Dunbar above the temple. The ceremonies would last for several days. It usually began in the evening with an arresting drum beat and trumpet calls, that I found irresistible. The meeting of the ‘deotas’ and the ‘rath’ could sometimes be tempestuous. As the day wore on the dancing became more vigorous and would often last into the night. The man who had removed his top is xxx of becoming a ‘gaur’ oracle of the ‘devi’. The man behind him is ready to support him if the ‘devi’ so possesses him that he cannot stand.

All of these are taken from colour transparencies. They are of ceremony around Hadimba temple in at the old mela ground in Dhungri forest. A romantic setting, so colourful on all colour with the dark and mysterious forest. At this time we were living at Duff Dunbar above the temple. The ceremonies would last for several days. It usually began in the evening with an arresting drum beat and trumpet calls, that I found irresistible. The meeting of the ‘deotas’ and the ‘rath’ could sometimes be tempestuous. As the day wore on the dancing became more vigorous and would often last into the night. The man who had removed his top is xxx of becoming a ‘gaur’ oracle of the ‘devi’. The man behind him is ready to support him if the ‘devi’ so possesses him that he cannot stand.

‘Doetoas’’ ‘raths’ being carried from the Hadimba to the mela ground.