…. What colour you want? My daughter asked me if I remembered a particular book she had once procured via a Book festival for children. It was special because it was the first time she had experienced a reading of any book with the author. Well, the truth was it was also my first (or […]
Author Archives: Bhavana Bindra
…no one knows it.. No one wants to know it.. And anyways what do we mean by the process of that which is the end of all processes…physical or otherwise. I wanted to bring in the metaphysical but decided against it. After all am no expert on the subject. But neither am I am expert […]
As I stood on the weighing scale this morning, partly with trepidation, partly with nervous anticipation (after all I had been putting the effort to unsettle what seemed to have settled over years together), it struck me that the luxury of a weighing scale which gave results to a decimal place were not always so. […]
It all started with my little one saying how she felt like she had arrived at her grandparents’ home every time she went to one of the rooms in our home. At a loss to describe beyond this, she tried with her own limited vocabulary to share the feeling that stayed in her memory of […]
In my last article I had touched upon what I was taught by my teacher on the sources of happiness which originate from within us- the three S’s- satsang, sewa and sadhna. The right company, service and state of mind- yes that’s what it translates into. Straightforward, yes, to many. Attainable, yes, to some perhaps. […]
I once attended a program on happiness. Honestly wasn’t sure what to expect but being between jobs I was happy to engage in the extraordinary. Or well, what was not in tune with the two decades of professional pursuits that I had engaged in. Robed in white clothes, with long flowing hair, the teacher asked […]
Well jolly as we may be feeling coz of the season and the festival around the corner, the night curfew recently imposed due to the newest strain of our nemesis has not helped. Honestly speaking, I think the strain of the strain is just an excuse, it was anyways what the powers that be had […]
This morning as I heard the sad saga of a 30-year old who gave up on her struggle for life after a fortnight in the ICU, dependent on the mercies of many, pained as she was by the contraptions that were supporting her life and being, I realized that there was no bucketing (no pun […]
I heard the ding-dong of the door bell. Sartled as I was to hear it after 6 months. Several questions came to my mind. Was the husband available to answer it. The last I had registered his presence, he was doing the dishes – hence in the kitchen. Would probably take a couple of seconds […]
In the midst of all the celebrations lie a hundreds of explanations of why we do what we do. The beliefs of them all substantiating what has come down the generations for us to follow. In many cases we do it with the fear of the ire of the Powers that be in case the […]