I think Mother Earth likes to flaunt her beauty once in a while...to tell us that she's very much alive. You had to be there to experience her majestic beauty...
Original posting date: July 15, 2009 Going home is a highpoint for me. The moment the airplane lands at Mumbai airport, the stench in the air declares… “Welcome home!” I must say, it’s the sweetest smell for me, especially when I visit home like once in two years. The moment I leave the quiet enclosure of the aircraft, it seems like I am being sucked into a parallel universe…the sound, the smell, the hubbub of life and people is just overwhelming. My brain just explodes, trying to keep up with and comprehend the shock of stepping into a world of intense activity. Living in the US robs you of all the stimuli that life in India comes with. I cannot even begin to narrate what a regular day in India may come with. The ‘morning raagas’ consist of shrieks and shouts of children going to school; the vegetable vendors shouting on the top of their voices, trying to get a good start to a business day; the milkman delivering the milk so fast that you wonder how many houses he serves ...
Wandering through millennia, birth after birth, directionless, but carrying on Don't know what my goal is, don't know what I am searching for. I am waking up from my dream of ages, still a little groggy, trying to make sense of it all. Trying to find my purpose, trying to understand the grand scheme, to be finally fully awake. What is my goal in life? Why should I be awake? What is to be desired? What is to be achieved? Who is the dreamer? In whom is the dream? Who is the witness? What is a dream? Who knows I was dreaming? Who remembers what I saw? Who knows I am awake now? Who knows the present is not a dream? I pray I fully wake up some day, I pray I find what I am looking for I pray I understand what is to be desired, I pray I know what is to be achieved. I pray I understand who is praying, I pray I know whom I am praying to. I pray that my prayers reach the One who is listening, to the One who gives me my dreams.
Spring is here! declare the fragrant hyacinths. What a display of color and beauty. Hope this is a sign of better days to come. 2020 has been tough for everyone, hope 2021 brings peace and joy to us all!
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