There are lives that do not seek recognition, yet they leave behind a quiet radiance that outlives the years. My father — whom we all lovingly call Babuji — was one such man. His life was not marked by possessions or proclamation, but by a luminous simplicity. He lived by values that did not waver with circumstanceContinue reading “Babu Ji’s Legacy – A Testament in Time”
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The Magic of Halloween: A Story for My Grandchildren
By Dadu Every year, on the last night of October, something magical happens in many parts of the world — streets fill with laughter, houses glow with pumpkins, and children dress up as witches, fairies, ghosts, and superheroes. It is the night of Halloween! But what is Halloween indeed about? Why do people decorate theirContinue reading “The Magic of Halloween: A Story for My Grandchildren”
हैलोवीन-प्रेत उत्सव या प्रेत पर्व
आस्था, अंधविश्वास, या फिर भय पर विजय का उपक्रम दुनिया में शायद ही कोई ऐसा उत्सव या पर्व हो जब घरों को नरकंकालों, प्रेतों, डायनों, भूतों और हर तरह की डरावनी प्रतीकों से सजाया जाता हो। कौन है ऐसा त्योहार और क्या वजह है त्योहार के इस स्वरूप की? हर वर्ष 31 अक्टूबर की रात को दुनिया के पश्चिमी देशों औरContinue reading “हैलोवीन-प्रेत उत्सव या प्रेत पर्व “
Feathers in the Falling Light — Part II
Birds of Short Hills In the Quiet Days of Late Autumn Morning in late October arrive softly beginning to wear its winter hush. The air thins, the light sharpens, and the woods grow spare. What was once a chorus has become a quiet ensemble — fewer voices, but each one distinct, resonant, enduring. The leaves that remainContinue reading “Feathers in the Falling Light — Part II”
Feathers in the Falling Light-I
The Birds of Short Hills Introduction There is a quiet miracle that unfolds each autumn in Short Hills, New Jersey.As the maples turn to flame and the air grows frigid with chill, the woods and gardens become a threshold between abundance and exhaustion. The human world rushes on, yet in the rustling leaves and thinningContinue reading “Feathers in the Falling Light-I”
तमसो मा ज्योतिर्गमय
दीपावली अभी अभी निकली है। दीप मालाएँ अभी भी अपनी चमक और रोशनी बिखेर रही हैं। वातावरण में पटाखों की ख़ुशबू घुली हुई है लेकिन साँसो को बाधित करता धुआँ भी सर्वत्र व्याप्त है. उत्सव के अतिरेक से सब लोग थोड़े श्लथ और सुस्त तो अवश्य हैं लेकिन जीवन की आपा-धापी बदस्तूर क़ायम है. दीपावली प्रकाशContinue reading “तमसो मा ज्योतिर्गमय”
The Radiance of Fall
On Beauty, Transience, and the Grace of Letting Go Each morning and evening, as I walk through the quiet streets of Short Hills (New Jersey), I am met by an astonishing theatre of transformation. The maples that only weeks ago stood in tranquil green now burn in gold, in orange, in impossible crimson. Every dayContinue reading “The Radiance of Fall”
शॉर्ट हिल्स का पतझड़
अपने देश भारत में पतझड़ का मौसम, हिसे हम शरद ऋतु कहते हैं, बहुत रंगीन और ख़ुशनुमा नहीं माना जाता। शरद पूर्णिमा का सौदर्य अवश्य अप्रतिम है, लेकिन झड़ते पत्तों में न तो रंगीनी है और न ही मन को हर्षित कर देने वाली कोई बात। और इस मौसम में उत्साह या ऊर्जा का भी कोईContinue reading “शॉर्ट हिल्स का पतझड़”
If Tea Had Stayed Home-Epilogue
The Silence After the Boil When the kettle quiets and the last cup is poured, what remains is not merely warmth on the tongue, but a trail of thought — of centuries steeped in leaves, labour, and longing. The story of tea began in mist and meditation, in the still groves of Yunnan and theContinue reading “If Tea Had Stayed Home-Epilogue”
The Splendour of Fall Leaves-A Poem
In this poem, the poet watches the maples outside his home turn from green to flame, and finds in their transformation a mirror to human existence — the tension between steadiness and passion, permanence and change. “The Splendour of Fall Leaves” is both an ode to autumn’s brilliance and a quiet meditation on how toContinue reading “The Splendour of Fall Leaves-A Poem”
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