When Sanjay was a little boy, in usual situations when he didn’t really need anything from his (late) Dad, he’d be a hopeless tantrum throwing brat! :evil: And when he needed something, he’d be like this son with the halo hovering over his head – a respectful reverential boy ever ready to serve his Dad’s slightest bidding :mrgreen:  And once…
Long ago I’d made this photo titled “swatantra jeevi’ in Kannada, which roughly translates to “free individual/spirit” (Just for fun, not really considering myself so absolutely free!! ) Check out this pose of our son (photo taken by my wife)! 8) Hope this picture brings you a lot of smiles!
This is a sequel to the post: can a common man afford to waste time in looking inside? We see well to do people who have never explicitly tried practicing any inner silence, though there is no one who would never have inadvertently atleast to some extent, doing very well in general (as a result…
Somewhat inspired by this article The first few hours, I thought I’d write down some notes as well just for the record, elaborating on some emails. For nine months, my son has been part of his mother. They’ve been in the most intimate contact with each other. She knows when he was kicking around, when he’s…
I am truly priviledged about how this little fellow had chosen us to take care of him. In a way, just to be wild and imaginative, I feel reunited with some great friend of the past life who has come to me again to teach many things!
Horanadu temple Originally uploaded by common man. The Annapoorneshwari temple at Horanadu is quite famous. We arrived at Horanadu yesterday night and witnessed the Mahamanglaarthi at this temple at 21:15, a beautiful event with a LOT of lighted lamps. The darshan – where you can walk past the diety (in this case, Goddess Annapoorneshwari) as…
We lived in a joint family, and all my cousins – though they’re all settled abroad (mostly US) now, are like my own brothers and sisters, and our bond has remained intact over time. Was awakened to the news on Saturday that my cousin brother Dinesh, hardly 41 – has expired in a fatal car…
In my schooldays during the vacation, I’d occasionally complain to Thatha (grandpa) “I’m bored” And he’d reply… “what is that bored, I say… tell me what do you mean by boredom?” What a strange question… I’d start to explain… but couldn’t quite get the words right. It was an interesting question, I never really managed…
Though many friends have encouraged me to keep writing, I doubt how many people regularly read this site. Anyway assuming that there might be some, you might’ve noticed the slow updates to this site so I’m giving an explanation…
Just felt I must share this information with readers here – a brief note to say that yesterday evening I was able to give a gift to my one single girlfriend of this lifetime – a Kinetic Blazer scooter gifted from Radio City for answering where I live.
