Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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When the world falls apart
Home is where you go to find solace from the ever changing chaos, to find love within the confines of a heartless world, and to be reminded that no matter how far you wander, there will always be something waiting when you return.” ― Kendal Rob When My World Fell Apart The first time I could…
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why not now?
Whenever I had a new sari, I would keep it in, and save it to be draped for the first time. there were times when in an emergency I would gift the sari away to someone else and tell myself,”Khane wall eke naam dhane dhane pe likah hai.” Then my world began to crack, I…
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Bibi ka makhbhara
The town of Aurangabad, had its own charm. It was as if the town was holding on the secure memories of its founder Aurangazeb. 5km. Out of the town towards is the university is structure very similar to the Taj mahal; it looked quite like the Taj, without demanding the attention like the Taj does.…
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The wisdom of surrender,
The wisdom of surrender, The space in front of our house, had rough terrain with rocks, weeds and in the rains it had its own untamed beauty. Then came the city landscapers they flattened the rocks, placed sand, and erected play pens. Guess what, nature did not resist, in her own quiet way she emerged…
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The paradox of the spirit.
Prathima ek naatak—is a lovely play that I was part of. The play opens with a poem by Vishnu Gawas, about the symbolic journey from one to zero, at zero, the protagonist realizes, Shunya, “me shunya, te suddha shunya,” the entire concept of purnam adam, purnam idam is discussed. As I was choreographing this, it…
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The morning meditation.
We were in a lecture by the Rudra Veena exponent Ustaad Bahuddin Dagar who was saying that their teaching follows the guru shishya parampara and the students have to wake up such that they start riyaaz at the Brahma Muhuruta. Personally for me it is the most creative time. It also the time when I…
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