A few observations on time
Time neither action nor is it inaction It isn’t a retort nor a reaction It stays still Not empty or fill But simply be a part of a universal sensation.
I never talk to God
Why must I look up and talk to him Or just look down when talking to him? I like to look straight and into eyes Differentiate between truth and lies And so I never talk to God Why must I imagine someone there When it is my friends who give me care And those around...
The birth of Ganga
‘I’ve read somewhere that even River Ganga is a Goddess,’ asked my ten year old nephew, ‘can this be true?’ I told him that stories from mythology were all full of bits of truth and bits of a writer’s fantasy. My nephew nodded his head and said nothing because my relaxed posture told him that...
PicTale 007 – Fifty-fifty
This picture is of the Kungri Gompa in Pin Valley in the Spiti region and was clicked when we were there in October 2012. It was cold… very cold… and we were here on our way from Dhankar and going to Demul. We’d be at 15000 ft soon and the rarefied air was making...
