Just like Allahabad is the point of confluence of three rivers, (Ganga, Yamuna, and the chronically shy Saraswati), a small town in the Nilgiri mountain range is a confluence of…
Here I am right at the edge of Mudumalai forest in the Gudalur Cosmopolitan Club infused with new energy and hope, recharged by the utterly pristine cool air, tweets of…
Products Of Calm From August to December last year, almost every morning, I went for a different kind of a walk, engaged in a different kind of meditation. When we…
how will you garland the wind, touch the feet of sunshine? is there any need to? turn your face to the wind the sunshine and the moonlight immerse in the…
Digital Art. Made first in MS Paint and then re-implemented in Inkscape.
not trees, raised arms
of the earth are these
seeking blessings every day
for you and me
~ translation from original in Hindi by Marudhar Mridul
i live under the umbrella
of a coconut tree
in the dark night
above i see …
When I paint or draw I mostly just let my hand move any which way it wishes to go. It is a discovery for me to see what is emerging….
i wish to be a butterfly.
i wish to ride the bare back horse
on vast and open greens –
wind blowing in my hair.
i wish the crackling fire beside,
below night sky –
a distant drum in the air.
under the flame of the forest
silent and empty i wait.
and deepest blues
do touch the sky
and glide on by.