(The first time I saw the white blossoms of the Caribbean Trumpet Tree twirling down in the gentle air, I was transfixed. They floated effortlessly, as if reluctant to leave the branch, yet yielding gracefully to the inevitable pull of the earth. There was no struggle, no resistance—only a quiet, mesmerizing descent. For a moment,Continue reading “A Waltz of Falling Blossoms-A Poem”
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How Would I Like to Go?
Death is a morbid subject. Few amongst us welcome it, and for most, it remains an uneasy thought, especially in youth. In our younger days, the prospect of dying is effortlessly dismissed, buried beneath the boundless vibrancy of life. Yet, as Yudhishthira’s profound response to Yaksha in the Mahabharata reminds us, death is the ultimate paradox: दिनेContinue reading “How Would I Like to Go?”
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