A Reflection at the Edge of Time A Note Before the Journey As I turn 72, I find myself drawn not toward festivity, but toward reflection. This piece was written not to elicit birthday greetings, nor a nostalgic look back. It is, instead, an offering—a way to share the quiet musings and persistent emotions thatContinue reading “Turning 72: Seeking Purpose and Passion in Life”
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Mother—Who Breathes Through Earth
(A Mother’s Day Meditation) ( Last Sunday, we remembered our mothers. Though the occasion itself may be borrowed, motherhood is not. It belongs to no single culture—because it belongs to everyone. A mother is the purest flame of memory—guiding, giving, enduring. She is the one constant in every time, every life, every sorrow, and every joy.Continue reading “Mother—Who Breathes Through Earth”
More Than a Day: A Reflection on Mothers and Our Changing Bonds
Today is Mother’s Day. Many of us will meet our mothers if they live apart, or spend a little more time with them if they live together. Some of us will bring flowers and gifts. And for those whose mothers have departed, a gentle and grateful memory will rise like incense in the heart. IrrespectiveContinue reading “More Than a Day: A Reflection on Mothers and Our Changing Bonds”
In the Shadow of the Flame
– Exploring the invisible contours of creativity, the grace of waiting, and the unseen brilliance that shapes the world in silence “They also serve who only stand and wait.”— John Milton, On His Blindness What does it mean to create? Is creativity a sudden, divine benediction bestowed upon a chosen few? Or is it a facultyContinue reading “In the Shadow of the Flame”
A Son’s Prayer: Remembering Ma
“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.”— Rudyard Kipling On the 17th of April, it will be eleven years since my mother left this world. And yet, not a day passes without her presence echoing within me—sometimes as a soft memory, sometimes as a sharp ache. To attempt to capture her essenceContinue reading “A Son’s Prayer: Remembering Ma”
A Waltz of Falling Blossoms-A Poem
(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”
Learn to Forget
Memory is one of life’s most cherished gifts, a cascade of moments that shape our identities and enrich our journeys. Yet, have you ever pondered the quiet power of forgetfulness? If memory is a beacon illuminating our path, forgetfulness is the gentle shadow offering solace and reprieve. Memories, whether joyous or painful, weave the intricateContinue reading “Learn to Forget”
45 Years of Togetherness
Celebrating Love, Sacrifice, and Companionship 45 years in a human life, by any account, is a long time. For most people it is more than half of their lives. Yet, there are associations that last as long, even longer, and its sustenance is not an ordinary event. It becomes integrated in one’s life – naturally,Continue reading “45 Years of Togetherness”
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