A timed tour

Its beauty lies within the battered palm leafed walls and the palm trees caked with mud and dust. The beauty is etched in the bright red pottus of the women and the brown and callused hands of the men; the simple and shy smiles of the children and the intricate gold worked borders of the skirts. The beauty of Jaffna lies in the tiny road side shrines made out of mud and bricks, shadows dancing across the faces of the deities in the flickering flame of light.