When The Seeker Becomes The Truth

When The Seeker Becomes The Truth

The anxiety within oneself involved in the process of searching truth begins to settle when real Sadhana begins. Sadhana means an endeavour persistently undertaken especially to search truth. It is one pointed movement towards the desired goal. Desire when driven inwards becomes sadhana and when projected outwards, it is ambition. Ambition is the achievement of material gains. Sadhana is the […]

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Pain and I

Pain and I

I guess, that day comes in every person’s life when they have to utter the words–‘It’s gonna be all right’. Four words that are supposed to heal a broken heart, give it hope and encourage it to move on. If only, that was so easy! I’ve used this line countless times with friends, parents and […]

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The Truth is…

The Truth is…

The truth is… Bitter A hard pill to swallow Harsh Scary Daunting Not something you want to hear. These are usually the string of words that follow the line nobody in their right mind wants to be confronted with, “the truth is…”. Ever wonder why from the very first time we hear the statement, it […]

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Middle Age Musings

Middle Age Musings

Thoughts do have this tendency to turn inwards more often, especially when one is in ones mid-forties.  I mean, forty plus years of life experiences have to provide for a rather myriad range of experiences – with all the good, the bad, and the in betweens, all factored in and accounted for.  My thoughts too have been […]

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Highlights And Deep Shadows

Highlights And Deep Shadows

 Sometime last month, artist Milind Nayak was admitted in a hospital for blood infection and dangerously high creatinine levels. “I almost reached the pearly gates but the doctors pulled me back,” he says. Milind went through dialysis and was not even conscious of all the medical procedures done to bring him back from the brink […]

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A Blank Canvas

A Blank Canvas

I have no food for thought today. I have a blank canvas to paint. All I have is a feeling, to pour my thoughts  and color the canvas in such a way, that it makes someone smile. I looked at an old picture today and laughed at how funny I look. But there is this […]

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Ananya..

Ananya..

“Who is pretty? Mommy or me?” I ask. She looks at her mommy then she looks at me…and then in a split second she decides, “ME!” That’s my first introduction to the little girl who cares more about her teddy’s fur than her Barbie’s hair. She is quick to pick her friends. She has but one criteria. Undivided […]

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Renewal..

Renewal..

  A young lady half my age offered to carry my bag. On seeing me recoil, she reached out to grab it and we tugged a bit, my sense of independence rivalling her classy upbringing. She resolved the impasse by insisting her driver see me to the car. ** The second event took place as […]

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The Way Back..

The Way Back..

I saw a dried leaf rolling over a lush green patch of grass, cracked along its bent spinal cord, edges falling into pieces across the length of the grass. It disappeared somewhere , probably on its path along with the wind, that too might have travelled across vast patches of land, sea and mountains. At […]

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