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Tag: post 2011

  • open vessel

    Open vessels Open vessels have the power of not knowing. “I do not know” does not necessarily be defiance or sulkiness but could be just the wisest thing to do. Experts in fields are not know all. Its only when the vessel is not full does it have the space to accommodate more. Accepting the…

  • voice within

    we all have an inner voice that is beautiful, but when it relates to an outer voice it is divinity Great voice is of course mother nature, she has gifted some with the ability to sound great to others too, and all with the ability of great inner voice. 🙂 The external voices that I…

  • comfort clutter

    Decluttering to make space in life. I am reorganizing my house after nearly months of neglect. It is amazing some things that I have really are irrelevant now. Will it be relevant sometime later I do not know. But this baggage of clutter has stayed hoarded. Maybe giving away of souvenirs are scary, because the…

  • summer-grishma.

    sounds of summer is the softer drone of spring. Summer sounds Actually one does not really pay much attention to it. Its only when the poets highlight it that we notice it. to the kids it means no more pencils no more books, no more teachers dirty looks. To mothers it means no lunch boxes…

  • Living in Other Countries

    Would I live in a country outside the one in which I was born? No definitely not. Maybe for a year or two. Beyond that the sea, the mountains and the river call me home. I am not a people person, so having relatives strewn around would suffocate me. But in my home territory the…

  • country roads take me home

    This was the days when I was a junior doctor at SDME Dharwad, We had a student from the Mundgod Tibetan settlement. A soft-spoken well-behaved girl. But she did the forbidden that is she fell in love with an Indian boy. I met her couple of years later; she was no more the exuberant girl…