Fading away

Exe/orcise

Swing

H2Ohhhh…

A hot summer day it was
My throat, it was parched
After a brisk evening walk
In search of drinking water I marched

Mahatma Gandhi

As an Indian, this is as goose-bumpy as it gets – Gandhiji’s favourite bhajan rendered by artistes from across a world. A respectful tribute and an acknowledgement of his greatness.

What I See in Ganesha (A Personal Look)

In his portly, paunchy stature, I see acceptance of the God-given
and a disregard for shape

Tryst with Destiny

At the stroke of the midnight hour as we celebrate our 73rd Independence Day, I can’t think of a better tribute to my country than this (from a British lady, no less!) in the ancient Sanskrit language.