* Viraha (Hindi) – The realisation of love through separation. A dedication to the town of Rishikesh, to which I was to travel today, but haven’t because of the COVID lockdown.
“I choose to visit it again & again because it provides solace to my soul and leaves me refreshed & rejuvenated to carry on with the humdrum affairs of my life with greater vigour.”
Bridge Across Time
Catch the Drift
Sangam (The River and a Rivulet)
A Love Mutual
Where I’m At
“Again?” & “Alone?”
By the Ganga
Tears of Homecoming
Dissolution is the Solution
3 Steps to Nirvana
Giving It All Away
Heaven & Earth
On Meeting Her Again
And he sits
A peep through a break in the wall. Flowing, aqua water below. Steep rocks to climb down. White, sandy, riverine beach. Solitude, tranquility, serenity…
From a recent visit to my haven in the hills of North India. Continue reading →
It’s my haven. My sanctuary. My sanity, my solace, my succour.
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Its meandering, the twists and turns of the mind
Its rapids, my blood surging, the multitude of thoughts & emotions Continue reading →
Late-November. Evening lapses into grays with vivid orange flashes of dusk. Driving towards a long-standing desire. Where different millennia are juxtaposed in one single geography.
Destination reached, I park and alight. And take the bridge across time. Continue reading →