Trough the window of my soul the path seems clear
Category: Musings
Mystic Love
Love is when you give a piece of your soul you never knew you had it
Himalayan morning
The sun rises gentle in the east, painting the sky and the hills with myriads of shades and colours. Let … More
Tea shop in Goa
The magic of travelling in India is that you get to see so many ways of looking at religion, faith … More
Ganesh Chaturthi – the formless takes shape
Every year there are Millions of Ganesha Statues immersed into the ocean. But why into the sea? Generally Hindus worship … More
about faith
Is it in faith we trust, or is it in Religion we believe in?
Evening prayer
Om. I am neither the mind, Intelligence, ego, nor ’chitta’, Neither the ears, nor the tongue, Nor the senses of … More
Pondering’s over a cup of tea
In India a cup of tea is life. It fills the day with pleasure and gives the strength yet to … More
The xploriencer 