One Last Rain!

The house is heavy with grief. Twisting an escaping strand of my curled hair in my finger, I bite my lower lip to stop myself from getting emotional. Outside, as I hear thunder, a sudden smile of secrecy escapes my pursed lips. Abandoning my family in time of their need, I take one step back, listening to…

Grace

As a child, my goals were elaborate and a bit lofty. Adulthood, my 10-year-old self speculated, would be spent living in an actual tree and creating terrific pieces of art that people would flock to buy. And, I told myself, when I achieved these goals, I would forever feel accomplished and happy. I was silly!…

Editorial: Death Mystery of Lord Buddha

‘Death has nothing to do with Going Away. The Sun sets. The Moon sets. But they’re not gone.’        -Mahatma Buddha   The ‘Buddha‘ is undoubtedly one of the most influential figures in world history, and his teachings have affected everything from a variety of other faiths to literature to philosophy, both within…

Little Spire from Last Summer

(Inspired by ‘My Last Himalayan Trek’. We Miss Sneha( in story, she’s referred as Ruth) – a lady who lived the longest in the shortest life span. She would stay in my heart, forever as the sweetest inspiring memory of my life). It’s a story that happened during last summer when each leaf was turning…

One Musical God and The Lost Chords

Their fondness was sempiternal. Not for the reason that they were deities or awe-inspiring humans. There was a spellbinding manifestation of deep affection between an impassioned perishable human and one incarnated divine being. Holy writs of Hindus describe them as saintly companions. They give utterance to the devotedness, complete submission of a bodily existence to a holy…