bhagvad gita


Row, row, row your boat  Gen­tly down the stream Mer­ri­ly, mer­ri­ly, mer­ri­ly Life is but a dream… A West­ern rhyme of my child­hood that helped a fif­teen year old under­stand the sim­plic­i­ty of action described in the Gita. I remem­ber being real­ly wound up by Arju­na at the begin­ning of the […]

When effort is effortless life


If I strive to be A bet­ter per­son Then at the end I’ll be with thee. So I climb the stairs One, two and three. I lapse Momen­tar­i­ly In my strive. And my con­fi­dence Takes a dive. And I won­der If I’m no longer Wor­thy of love And allowed to […]

Don’t take the stairs!