To my left stood the ruins of the Lakshmi-Narasimha temple. I climbed the steep stairs of the Gopuram and entered the temple premises. Though in ruins, the overall structure was quite intact: the Gopuram, the Mandapam, the Garbha-griha—everything was recognizable. A small Hanuman statue was placed at the entrance. The air was filled with a mystic silence, disrupted only by the slow wind blowing through the broken walls and pillars. It was quite an “another-world-like” moment.