You are me, and I am You!

To my curious mind, a journey to understand the various schools of Indian philosophical system, has led me to one and only conclusion that the whole is too large and at best can only be seen in parts, through our own limited senses.   Non-duality between the Self and Divine,...

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Stick & Sword

“Nihangs”, the Gurus warriors, still maintain the traditional ways of the eighteenth century, not out of it’s necessity of the 21st century but for their love of their past. Even today, young boys in Punjab are found to join the existing few groups of Nihangs and dedicate themselves in the...

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Hear Light, See Sound!

 In solitude, I hear light and see sound! Science has taught us how to see light and hear sound in more than obvious ways, depriving our senses from being able to hear light and see sound! Some succeed in reviving the senses in solitude. For me, the act of observing...

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Golden Temple

  In search, I have been to many places. Through you, I was reminded HE lives within.   During a visit to the Golden Temple at Amritsar, I tried to photograph it through uncommon angles.   For years I searched everywhere, making myself the viewer, trying to find him as...

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Why make me live in Cenotaphs?

Detached, I am living dead. In death, why do you make me live in Cenotaphs?   Bada Bagh in Jaisalmer is a complex, about 6 km in the outskirts. The city of Jaisalmer is in the Indian Thar desert, deprived of water. In 17th century, the king undertook a project...

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Tengger Horsemen

The vastness of milky way and ambiguity of space was etherized by the chillness in air. In the distance I could hear the clatter of hoofs. It was 4 AM and time to start walking towards Bromo, an active volcano. Being at the caldera in the early hours gave me...

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Adaptability

Unevenness of horizon is embraced by sky with full conformity.   In the back alleys of Pushkar in Rajasthan (India), I saw a crippled man sitting between his stirrups. He seemed content, enjoying the song beamed from a very old radio, his only valuable material possession. While he had a...

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Crawl, Triumph, Renounce

Crawl to begin. Triumph to complete. Renounce to leave. I was born at Gorakhpur (India), a small but spiritually important town, located at the crossroads of a few places of spiritual importance. Lumbini, where Buddha was born, lies about 126 km to the North West. Kushinagar, where Buddha left his...

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Close today, on horizon yesterday

Close today was on horizon yesterday. What was cast on me had a source. I unfurled it one step at a time.   Life sometimes appears to be a tapestry of confusion. It’s a feeling that is an outcome of looking at events from a low vantage point, limiting our...

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Veiled beauty

Beauty, hidden in the veil. Chanced encounter, reveals it. “Look”, what an attitude! “Smile”, a sense of cooperation!                                                         Now was the moment.   Mesmerized by their bright...

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