I saw her first in a book store at Triveni Ghat. Even though i could not find the books I wanted I continued to stroll through books. Suddenly I was embraced in a cold wind and I turned to look into her eyes. I was caught in her burning eyes. She had the sharpest nose I have ever seen. Her face was flesh less,her hands were thin,she had some hindi book in her hand,Her faded dupatta covered her head she had a rudraksha hanging from her neck- one might always mistake her as a rajputra lady.
She came close and asked me – ‘Are you interested in Tantric Yoga?
This is an experience note of a journey through the mystical world of Tantric. A journey to find the very roots of Tantric Buddhism and Tantric Shakti.