Words of The Mother and Sri Aurobindo

A Poet and A Painter: एक कवि और एक चित्रकार

To read readers’ comments on the previous ‘blogger’ version of this post, click here.   आज से ९ वर्ष पूर्व ३१ अक्टूबर २००५ को भारत की एक प्रसिद्ध कवियत्री और लेखिका इस दुनिया को छोड़ दूसरी दुनिया में जा बसी। अमृता प्रीतम की दर्द भरी कविताओं और संवेदनशील कहानिंयों एवं उपन्यासों ने भारतीय साहित्य के अनगिनत प्रेमियों के दिलो-दिमाग़ में अपना… Continue reading A Poet and A Painter: एक कवि और एक चित्रकार

"All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter" · Mother India · Personal reflections

Those Quiet Memories

A new post in the series – “All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter” A quiet, lazy summer afternoon. A mother and a daughter sitting side by side on comfortable chairs. Sitting quietly. The daughter is idly browsing through some files on her cell phone, looking for nothing in particular. The mother is… Continue reading Those Quiet Memories

"All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter" · Words of The Mother and Sri Aurobindo

"Song is Divine, but More Divine is Love"

Artwork by Manu Martin “Song is divine, but more divine is love.”   Reading this brilliant line in Sri Aurobindo’s play, Vasavadutta, reminded me of two most beautiful songs. How? Why? Don’t know…but what difference does it make?   One was:     What beauty! The composition, the singing, the filming of the sequence, and… Continue reading "Song is Divine, but More Divine is Love"

"All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter" · Beauty

“All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter”

To see readers’ comments, please click HERE for its previous version. A New Series on All Things Musical   “Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.” Shelley’s famous line was often quoted by my father when talking about the simple beauty of some of his favourite old Hindi film songs of yesteryears.… Continue reading “All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter”