Fic rec for you!

Meant to add this to my post about kerkevik's visit, but forgot.

He had a story nominated for the Sunnydale Memorial Awards, and I really ought to have pimped it when he first posted, because it's one of the most interesting fics I've come across.

The Seekers

I shan't tell you who's in it, or when it's set, or anything like that, as part of the joy is slowly having it revealed. Although I can say that it's set in the Buffy 'verse.

Also, not very long, for those looking for something short, but satisfying! Oh and beautifully written.

RIP

Charles Kennedy 25 November 1959 – 1 June 2015

The Miracle of Purun Bhagat

The Times (mostly paywalled): Tycoon gives up $600m for a monk’s life

One of India’s richest men has renounced all his wealth and taken a vow of celibacy to become a monk.

Bhanwarlal Doshi, a Delhi-based plastics tycoon with a fortune valued at over $600 million by Forbes, was initiated into a monastic order of the Jain faith in a three-day ceremony attended by more than 150,000 people.

I can't even. Here, have a quote from one of my favourite stories of all time (from the Second Jungle book):

Next month, when the city had returned to its sun-baked quiet, he did a thing no Englishman would have dreamed of doing; for, so far as the world’s affairs went, he died. The jewelled order of his knighthood went back to the Indian Government, and a new Prime Minister was appointed to the charge of affairs, and a great game of General Post began in all the subordinate appointments. The priests knew what had happened, and the people guessed; but India is the one place in the world where a man can do as he pleases and nobody asks why; and the fact that Dewan Sir Purun Dass, K.C.I.E., had resigned position, palace, and power, and taken up the begging-bowl and ochre-coloured dress of a Sunnyasi, or holy man, was considered nothing extraordinary. He had been, as the Old Law recommends, twenty years a youth, twenty years a fighter — though he had never carried a weapon in his life — and twenty years head of a household. He had used his wealth and his power for what he knew both to be worth; he had taken honour when it came his way; he had seen men and cities far and near, and men and cities had stood up and honoured him. Now he would let those things go, as a man drops the cloak he no longer needs.
The Miracle of Purun Bhagat