Essays & Articles
Technology, spirituality & the synthesis of ancient wisdom
In Him I Drown
Assemble O Poets and wordsmithsCraft your wares, forge your thoughts.
Yagna of Horses
In us are moored a hundred horsesUnbridled and wild, charting their own courses.
These Freedoms
The freedoms of men are mere gilded chainsA set of garbs to fool children by their pains.
A Contrary Sun
I am lit by a contrary Sun,An all denying No my only companion.Where once was the Deity, in a chambe
Thus was I robbed
Castles I had built, peopled with dreams fairAll cherished and no room for despair.Just once I erred
On History and Historians
History as a field of study is primarily a retelling in an another time & place of events, contexts,
Preludes to Yoga — To See
We begin with the Isha Upanishad.
Preludes to Yoga — Will to Begin
One often wonders what set us on this path. What recklessness, what impulse to adventure unmoored us
The Four Propensities
The resemblance of this scheme to the much maligned Chaturvarna is no accident. Ancient civilisation
Traditional Vedic School — An Appeal
Veda Paatshaala is how a traditional Vedic School is called. These were usually Temple driven instit
Mystic-Lullaby
To the frayed heart of mortality
I, Garuda
Garuda — Who was I? Before, much before I beheld my mother’s eyes, near the bosom that yielded me..b
Murmurs of Aspiration — 5
Aspirant - Divine irony my Beloved LordTo crown me king over empires that matter notAnd insist tyra
Murmurs of Aspiration — 4
This vile wine taints.
Soliloquies in Yoga — 3
Aspirant - What am I? A mere vagrant upon the seas of space and time. An eddy of karma that will be
His Coronation
I stood there amidst the river of humanity who passed through the palace. Smells from many lands cro
Soliloquies in Yoga — 2
How very often upon the fragile beings of men are thrust the persistent demands of aspiration. How v
Murmurs of Aspiration — 3
Ask not pale monotonous virtueDemand giant labour and anguish.Toils I shall offerThat shouldst wreck
Soliloquies in Yoga — 1
Voices - But what is thy endurance to the Gods? Away as they are from the crucible of our lives, the
Murmurs of Aspiration — 1
For Thou hast denied, shall I succumb?Of what price is virtue if Thou leavest?Is vice Thy instrument