HOLINESS OF LONELINESS I came across this elderly man (a Sadhu) at Rishikesh, a famous Hindu pilgrimage centre by the banks of Ganga river in India . His only possession was the Holy book, which he always kept close to the heart.  He did not smile or beg for alms, but from the peace on his face, I could feel that his contented soul had already left the mortal body.  There are times when we realize that the meaning of life is nothing but a  big Zero ! Frozen moments where emptiness filled mega pixels !! THE BAREFOOTED GOD The God appeared in front of me ! Yes, it was on a fine Sunday morning when I was taking my usual stroll down the streets of Bangalore. I turned back listening to the sound of a chime…, and there he stood !  The barefooted Rama with a gentle smile on his face.  The teenager was making some extra money in his new Avatar.  The rickshaw behind him had a picture of Hanuman pasted on it, which aroused my curiosity.  As per mythology, Lord Rama used to ride on the back of Hanuman ! BURNING DESIRES & STUBBORN STAINS Last night I had this weird dream . I […]