It is one of those few memories of my early childhood. Or it could be the first series of events of my life that I am still able to recall in bits and pieces. I am attending the famous Danda Nacha closing ceremony at a village named Gallery with my mother and my grandmother. The … Continue reading danda nacha- a religiocultural celebration since time immemorial
Because ‘Bombay’ starts with the alphabet B and most of the Hindi movies borrowed their style and substance from Hollywood, I think the naming of Hindi Film Industry as Bollywood was perfectly logical. The yellow journalists used to call Bombay the B-town, while using it with reference to the glitterati that inhabited the city. By … Continue reading my B-town connections
This post is in response to the prompt of Indispire Edition 307 – “Share any recent happening that has sparked joy in you”.
To avoid repetition, I am re-sharing an old post. Similar feelings came to me while travelling to a distant place in Bengaluru a couple of days back. Even though it was a working day, due to some reason (probably the strike call given by some trade unions on 08.01.2020), the traffic was far less than expected.
In Bengaluru having a traffic-hassle free day is like having a sunny day in the mid of arctic winter.
Thanks to Indiblogger member Anita Sabat ji for suggesting a topic with positive vibes, away from the usual needless controversies created these days to serve vested interests.
Usually, the commuting to and from the office is the most unpleasant experiences of a working day in a city like Bengaluru so much so that when someone asks, ‘what is the distance of your office from home’, I say, ‘it is one and a half hours to two hours depending upon the mood of the traffic of the day’. Of course, in terms of physical distance it is only 25 km one way.
But today while going to office flowers blossom in me.
In spite of the fact that it is a post holiday working day.Today is Diwali. It must be a holiday for the Indians in the north of the Vindhyas. However, for many offices including the central government ones, yesterday was the official Diwali holiday. The thin traffic indicates that in spite of it being a working day, many thought in true Indian spirit that a day…
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When Barrack Obama won the Nobel Prize, sensible people were surprised. At that time Obama had barely started his tenure as the president. He had not achieved anything worth while to be considered for the award. Later on Nobel clarified that the award was given keeping his potential in mind. Seems, rationalization is not restricted … Continue reading Nobel Intentions
When it comes to what to watch on even specialised topics, these days we have problems of plenty. Apart from the fares available on paid subscribed TV channels, youtube and other free apps have opened the flood gates of professional and amateur videos. In watchings of idle hours #4, I have shared selected documentaries about … Continue reading watchings of idle hours #10 : cities of gods
The specialty about ‘Essays on Hinduism’ by Karan Singh is that it has a balanced approach unlike the plethora of books available on Hinduism that either exaggerate or dismiss Hinduism comparing it to one of the pagan polytheistic religions of prehistoric era without understanding the underlying philosophical foundations of Hinduism as propounded in our Upanishads. My review of the book is published in the Jun 2019 issue of Bengaluru Review. Read on to find out more.
“The author presents the soul of Hinduism, as opposed to its body which are the various rituals associated with the religion, and are the focus point of many western and Indian intellectuals,” writes Durga Prasad Dash.
I read this book – Essays on Hinduism – over a couple of days in a hospital waiting room. Once I started the book or every time I restarted the book, I got lost in no time and forgot about the surroundings, till someone came and tapped my shoulders.
This book is written by Karan Singh, an Ex-Cabinet Minister in the Congress Government. So the book is not coming from a member of the saffron brigade. Nor is it written by one of those so called foreign scholars. Hence, we may expect a fair degree of neutrality along with the right amount of compassion, unlike the contents in the plethora of books on…
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During High School days, I was an active member of the National Cadet Corps (Army Wing). When volunteers were asked for to attend the annual NCC camp of 1982 to be held at the HAL town of Sunabeda near Koraput, I was one of the first batch of students to register. Early one morning I … Continue reading a meal to remember … and the journey