A Stroll to the Good Old Days: A Journey Through Past.
Old objects help revisit the memories of good old days.
Old objects help revisit the memories of good old days.
Vivekananda: “Why life today has become complex?”
Paramhansa: “Stop analysing life. This is making it complex. Just live it.”
In between various cogs of expectation and competition, our tiny happiness is getting crumbled. We are unable to see the elements of happiness lying around us.
Tasks, assignments, responsibilities and duties, though, are essential part of life. However amidst all these, we must reserve some time to meet ourselves and introspect ourselves.
“Ideas are beginning of all fortunes”, said Napoleon Hill. Ideas are born when an individual is full of and blessed with positivity and receptivity.
Taking sip of tea is like having an opportunity to date with ourselves, setting aside the worries, complaints, competition and distractions. There is only you, your time and your cup of tea!
Thoughts shape you.
Diwali not only illuminates houses but hearts as well. Happy Diwali.
Eco consciousness as an issue, is very much in, in our lives now. The cautions, apprehensions and the threats related to the vulnerability of climate, have walked out of the documents, and now stand real and formidable.
It feels great to notice how autumn descended this year around me – in my garden, in the outskirts and in my heart !
It is necessary to remind ourselves that this existence of’ ‘myself’, also needs to be pampered, valued and cared.
In the annals of human history, stories of unwavering spirit stand tall. Resurrection of Americans from catastrophic 9/11 attack on America in year 2001, is one such chronicle
Visiting new places have definite impact on mind and body. And when the destination is kameshwar Singh Darbhanga Sanskrit University, the vibes, and lessons are extraordinary.
Watching nature is like roaming in different world which is so subtle yet so simple. See how is it this summer!
Village life is not always synonymous with poverty and inconvenience. They are rich and interesting in many other ways. Take pause and listen to the loudness of their serenity.
Catch the tiny pleasures and easy happy moments around you.
Saturday morning arrives differently in every country. In Spain, perhaps it begins with sunlight entering through half-open shutters, finding its way across a bedroom wall before the household is fully awake. There is no great announcement that the weekend has begun. The working week has simply loosened its grip. A parent moves about the kitchen….
Of course, there is the Italy of the Colosseum, Venice, Florence, Renaissance paintings and ancient churches. But if we want to understand something of the Italian soul, perhaps we should look something less spectacular. And that may be looking in to Italian Weekend. Look at a Saturday morning. Look at a family sitting around a…
There is a particular kind of silence I associate with Sweden. Not the silence of an empty place. The silence of a place where people have simply stopped rushing. I began thinking about Sweden after spending some time imagining an ordinary weekend in Germany. Germany made me think about rhythm—work, rest, family, food, walking and…
I have been trying to understand Europe in a slightly different way. Not through its castles. Not through its cathedrals. Not even through its famous cities. I have begun wondering about something much more ordinary: What does an ordinary family do when the working week ends? It is a surprisingly interesting parameter. Because a weekend…
The quiet tradition of the passeggiata — and what it tells us about the Italian way of living For me, coming from India, the idea of taking the evening outdoors is not foreign at all. Because in many Indian towns and villages evening has traditionally been a social hour. Markets and chowks become lively during…
“I still do some of the things I did when I was in school.” I stopped for a moment when I read this sentence. It was spoken by María Esther de Capovilla, the Ecuadorian woman who lived to the remarkable age of 116. In one of her later interviews, while recalling her life, she mentioned…
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A monsoon reflection about the unnoticed beauty in nature Though there was nothing remarkable about this afternoon, but some unforgettable lesson was going to unfold before me – “nature never forgets an empty corner, nobody looks at.” Actually, nature brings beauty, value and admiration at suitable moment patiently waited for. The monsoon had been generous…
June’ 2026. State of U.P. (our neighbouring State in North India) had its schools closed for summer vacation. And my sister’s children have come their Naani’s home ( maternal grand mother’s home) at Birpur – a small township on Indo- Nepal border in state of Bihar, again a North Indian State. Mango tree in our…
Some stories arrive quietly. They do not announce themselves with thunder, lightning, or dramatic events. They begin with something as ordinary as a glance through a balcony door on a hot afternoon. Such a story unfolded before me today on 17th of June in Birpur, the small town on the Indo–Nepal border where I live….