A collection of essays written by me to celebrate my understanding of life.

I trust you will enjoy reading them as much as I did writing !

Books & Series

68 dialogues weaving patterns from abstractions on the tapestry of Science & Spirituality. Published in infinithoughts (2007 to 2015)

Dialogues from Indian mythology as they unfolded in my mind’s eys. Written in 2004; published by GIRI in 2015

In search of that elusive balance of Yin & Yang… Published as a series in infinithoughts between 2002 & 2003

Between God & Me...

My inner journey written in verse and prose (1991 to 2011)

What is that invisible anvil that shapes us to become who we ought to be? Written in 2003-2005

Our words define what we perceive! We ought to choose them wisely…

A series of articles on holistic fitness and wellbeing published in Food & Health (2012-2016)

The interview

I was nervous. What if I was not good enough? What if he chose someone else for the job? What if others were better than me? I hardly slept the previous night. Rather than tossing on the bed, I decided to do something productive. I asked myself, so what can I bring to the table...

In a state of war

It was time for his prayers. The fakir gently rolled his prayer mat on the curb near the park and kneeled down. Just as he was closing his eyes he was rudely shoved. Opening his eyes with a jolt he saw a young woman run past him into the park in such a hurry that...

God, is that really you?

I was about seventeen. It was a family wedding and I was incharge of the gifts. Amidst the months of planning, weeks of scheduling, days of preparing and tons of instructions, we still managed to have a lot of fun and family time! But it was exhausting too. It was around 1 pm. The main...

Polar Opposites

Intellectually we understand that every thing is a pair of opposites - life and death, inside and outside, matter and anti-matter, hot and cold, pain and pleasure. Religion screams -learn to treat both the opposites with the same equanimity. Wise men explain how you cannot have one without the other. Yet human we remain eternally...

Thathaastu

We have just begun a new phase - expanding in big ways, spreading our wings across the globe. As we stepped forward paving the way for exponential growth and service, sharing our joy with family and friends, I received a message from my uncle. ‘Today is a very special day - one that happens only...

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Hands raised in Prayer

Hands raised in prayer begging for name & fame wealth, health & happiness I am Thy adamant child demanding in liberty from my loving parent Lord, I pray... Hands raised it stays No longer seeking glory on the earthly plane now searching eternal fame like a parent renouncing youth to reap joy in old age...

The ‘Actual’ self & the ‘Ideal’ self

Children cannot understand the difference between their ‘actual’ self - who they are and their ‘ideal’ self - who they want to be. My cousin, then aged 3, believed that he would begin to fly like superman if he could just remain wearing the costume my uncle had gifted him. Weeks would go by with...

Hypothetically Speaking…

Suppose I was a monkey… may be I am! But I think I am a human. Irrespective of whether I am a human or not, because I think I am a human, I will behave in accordance with what I believe is the right human conduct. My actions would therefore be in synchronicity with my...

The Becoming…

It was August 27th 2012… Standing on the banks of the Ganges at the Ramakrishna math Belur, I whispered a prayer to my God - “In gratitude for this day... & every day that has passed bringing me here... and every moment that awaits to carry me higher, deeper and beyond... In gratitude to my...

Ashamed or Guilty?

I was in two minds. One said I had betrayed my parents’ faith. The other said I simply don’t care. I was nine years old, attending the fifth grade in school. I stood beside my father as he looked through my report card. I hated the very idea. Why would any one give a ‘report’...

The Perfectionist

  I am a perfectionist. I like things done a specific way and am not too enamoured if it is left half undone. It bothers me - I mean - it really bothers me when I see slipshod work or total disregard for one’s work. It is a physical phenomenon - my heart beat raises,...

The Predator

I could see her grazing peacefully. She had come away from her group, not too far away but enough for me to handle separately. I moved – just an inch. She could smell me I guess. Her ears popped up alert and ready to flee. It was now or never. In one leap I covered...