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Current Events 6: ‘Ghar Wapsi’, the Homecoming

To read readers’ comments on this post, click here to visit the earlier version of this blog. Ten years ago, my mother died with an unfulfilled dream in her eyes. Dream of seeing her home for one last time, home that she and my father had built saving each and every penny they could manage, home… Continue reading Current Events 6: ‘Ghar Wapsi’, the Homecoming

"All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter" · Personal reflections · Spiritual Significance of Flowers

The Voice that Quietens

For readers’ comments, click HERE for the blog’s previous version.   Sometimes all you want to do is stay. Quietly. Stay with the memories. Of that face, that smile, that voice, that presence. Because in that staying is where you find the presence alive and living. Memories make you relive the moments, again and again.… Continue reading The Voice that Quietens

Indian Religion · Personal reflections

Yellow

  Yellow, her favourite colour,  Like the golden-light of her widest smile. Hiding just enough of that slightly-chipped tooth,  Exposed in a full-hearted-laugh, in a little while.  A white-and-sea-green dress, her favourite pearls,  A head-scarf covering where silvery-grey once shone They celebrated with her, her birth and life,  This day, last year, striving that pain… Continue reading Yellow

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

Beauty in Opposites

For readers’ comments, click HERE for the blog’s previous version. Sometimes you find beauty and meaning when you come across two absolutely contradictory things. Like this ghazal by Ghalib, in the young voice of Jagjit Singh from late 1960s. The feeling of Hopelessness, Lost-in-the-World is wonderfully expressed through the words as well as the singing.… Continue reading Beauty in Opposites

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

That Sad Sweet Moment…

A new post in the series – “All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter” In my very first post in this series I made a reference to these famous line from Shelley, actually, the last line in particular….      We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter… Continue reading That Sad Sweet Moment…