As a foreigner, I had to pay a few rupees. As with anyone, I left my shoes and bag by the counter. It was all right to enter with my camera, but I should not photograph deities inside the temple, nor people praying. Saneesh stood by the door, enjoying a cigarette and telling me to take my time. There was still half an hour for the pigeon feeding, but the animals were already flying around, small and fast silhouettes against clear blue sky.