What a strange and difficult year it has been! On so many fronts, in so many ways. So many struggles, so many conflicts, so much uncertainty…and yet something deeper and higher kept guiding, showing the light, and holding the hand whenever required. Pain was immense, and yet Peace kept afloat in the middle of that… Continue reading New Beginnings
Sweet is the night, sweet and cool As to parched lips a running pool; Sweet when the flowers have fallen asleep And only moonlit rivulets creep Like glow-worms in the dim and whispering wood, To commune with the quiet heart and solitude. When earth is full of whispers, when No daily voice is… Continue reading Which is Sweeter?
The following is one of those pictures that have stayed in my mind for a very long time. Perhaps because this is one of my favourite flowers, and one of my favourite ways to display this flower. To float one or two or a few of them in a shallow vase or urli filled with… Continue reading Life, a Song of Love and Memories
“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter;” Yes, after that post about that beautiful photograph I have been reading a bit of John Keats off and on. And perhaps I may still do a sequel post about the film, Bright Star. But for some reason, today these beautiful lines from Keats’ poem ”… Continue reading The Sweet Sounds of Silence
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”