Few souls were at the death bed together side by side in a room. They had passed weeks together in the hospital and in an unsaid way developed a bond or understanding of each other. Sort of they could speak without really speaking. As the days passed, they could see their connection with outer world… Continue reading An Unsaid Hero In Everyone
When the world is feelingAll of fearWhen you are feelingAll the fearWhen the insecurity runs highUncertainty is the only visible lineWhen all are fearingSomething or the otherSome death, some lossSome job, some foodSome if the stove will be on tonightOr in the coming nightsOr after thatWhen some are fearingThe disease they have caughtAnd others are… Continue reading When the world is feeling… All of same… can you be something… Else when sane…
Sahiba sat wondering, with grief in her eyes, why is it that whatever she is trying, neither the seeds, nor the people she wants, are growing. The seeds of the plant she sows die soon after they are sapling. The people she invests in, fall off after some time. These two seem interrelated to her… Continue reading You cannot grow a seed not ready to be ripened
If we look around the world, there are key festivals in some part of some country around Full moon, New moon of some month or other. In India, Holi is celebrated around full moon of March, Diwali around New moon of October or November depending on alignments, Christmas universally is celebrated on 25th December, Guru… Continue reading The Relevance of Festivals from a Space of Consciousness
Everything you read or listen to and relate to in a particular way is subjected to the particular frame of understanding
You are a human, she said
A human body or human being
What is a body ?
We never realise how the wounds of yesterday are playing out in today. How as a soul, as a collective or society or a group we are holding on to " what was " or " what happened " or the " injustice we felt was done" in some era or year that keeps dictating our actions in the present.
In the present, if we really see, there may not be a reason to fight or recreate from same pain,
You may be feeling
Like a flower darling
Knowing that you may be plucked
You look and seem divine