Chitradurga. The name that brings to mind valour, Onake Obavva, Madakari Nayaka, Seeneer Kola and a myriad other grand things. Where everything is over sized - including the blocks of rocks the fort is built with.

At some corner of my mind this is home. I have been there only a few times. Jagalur, the village in which my father was born and grew up was in Chitradurga district. (When it later became a part of Davanagere district I felt cheated). My father studied here and the stories he told us about it are indelible.

Here is a sun drenched scene from the place.