Reflection

The daughter of Janaka, Sita, was found in the marks of a plough in a field. Sita is Nature incarnate. Sita is Mother Nature. Sita is purity personified. Sita was…

Everywhere I’m coming across serious faces these days. Maybe, there are reasons; and those reasons cannot be wished away. I’ve grown a garden on the roof in pots, tins, fat…

All night it is rain that has been playing an orchestra as it falls on a plastic shed my next door neighbor has erected just the other day to save…

My grandfather built a house that had a sprawling field in front and a mango grove that lined the side of field. He dug out a pond, planted a jamun…

Today, after the light rain, I opened my window. A domestic, next house, was busy in hanging out the washings as a shaft of sunlight fell out of broken clouds.…

Dr. Sunil Kumar Hebbi is very busy now-a-days. You can see him riding his car from morning to night. His car is converted to a Mobile Clinic that has everything…

I wonder where the speeding cars have gone? They are rested, so have stopped their honk. I wonder where the children on the field have gone? They are hurried back…

Hundred years back, Tagore faced a threat from Spanish Influenza as it ravaged length and breadth of India in its second wave. Shantiniketon was no exception. Eighteen years into service,…

Kurukshetra is done and over. Mangled bodies lie strewn all over the place. The lifeless bodies remain the stark reminder that a gruesome battle is held ruthlessly. Shape of humanity…

On his last journey Yudhishthira was led to heaven by Indra, king of gods. He found the place beautiful and full of pomp and grandeur. But he did not see…