Does that not pierce shred and blow away Does that not crush tear apart , throw away Does that not break shatter and take away Hope in every form known And shower the world endless with hopelessness… in the darkest of the dark hour and set us back a hundred thousand years of Christ and
My friend lost her aging mother in acute suffering of her frail soul she lost more in a distant connect of a love pure unexpressed in years My friend lost her only friend who in yesteryears wept in joyous joy And shielded my friend from the boisterous world from unknown strangers from strange fears
When My daughter & I, Walk In footsteps matched In the quiet of the evening sun It seems as if, The curtain of reason Shall in eternal drape, Fold together Moments precious, magic So like the fragile string Holding together A million colourful beads Of wonder memories Of a priceless diamond necklace It
When there is no conflict in love , it being impersonal , would you call it by another name ? When does conflict arise in love ? That’s a dreadful question isn’t it ? its a dreadful statement there is conflict in love ! All our human relationships are a conflict , with the wife
Theosophy literally means Divine Wisdom , and although the term has associations with Helena Blavatsky and Leadbeater , it has links with the past and dates back to antiquity ! To me however the roots of theosophy lies with the conviction that everything manifested and unmanifested , created and uncreated , divine or material ,
As I lie awake In the middle of the excruciating dark night Crying deep within In white sheering pain Of open torn nerves Of throbbing discontent I feel like a broken animal in an alter place, Sacrificial , So like A deathly dying benediction And As the dark night Gets darker In deepening crisis
Can i ever ask myself to stop thinking, and listen to myself to that very deep instinct, which i often bury in the soft mud of reason Can i ever ask myself to have a very quiet mind, Silenced by this slow over flow to delve deep within, And search for that infinite feel
All of us seek help because we are in a state of misery, confusion , conflict .We want someone to tell us what to do , someone to give us a direction , someone to solve all the mess in our lives ! We are all so confused we do not know where to turn.
Day 1 I took the decision real quick as we both needed a desperate break from the tiresome Kolkata summer and from the drab monotony of Arpita’s college administration , my stoic existence & perhaps our boring regular lives ! I had a short week to decide ( the dominating third world male always decides
