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Portraits from Nandgaon- “Nand Kishor Gosvami”

Posted by on Mar 20, 2017 in Travel Tales | 0 comments

Portraits from Nandgaon- “Nand Kishor Gosvami”

What attracts me best about mythology is that whether it’s fact or fiction, it lands up as a fabulous story! I don’t know about others, but I like to think that the emotions and its resultant actions are very true. I am often prompted to think – are these purely fiction? Do they affect human life in day to day situations; do people like to read emotions as reality? These often provoke questions in my realistic mind, and I find that stimulation exhilarating! Nandgaon is the hometown of Shri Krishna and His brother, Balram. It’s the place where the divine brothers live...

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Portraits from Nandgaon- “Lali” and “Sunehri”

Posted by on Mar 19, 2017 in Travel Tales | 1 comment

Portraits from Nandgaon- “Lali” and “Sunehri”

I have a knack for stories , specially the ones which were heavily infused with mythology. As much as these stories entertain me , they also leave me with several revelations. And in that league of entertainers and revealers, Krishna is my hero(or heroine!) His Raas-leela is the father of all love-affairs, that can justly be summed as ‘It’s better to have love and lust, than never love at all!’  So powerful and aspirational was Raas-leela, that mythology endorses Shiva bathing in the Yamuna, to become a gopi (a milkmaid), so that he could dance the Raas-leela with...

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London Kaleidoscope: Postcard memories in black and white…

Posted by on Aug 2, 2015 in Travel Tales | 6 comments

London Kaleidoscope: Postcard memories in black and white…

The best thing about being in London, is that it becomes familiar very quickly. It makes you feel at home. Settled in quickly. With different meanings to ‘settling’ in. You can be just another face in the crowd. Or be the perfect tourist. And, in both these cases, you are still ‘settled’-in…and connected. In  heart, soul, pulse and pace. It grows on you. The first day you fumble at the Oyster card machine. Two days later you know the exact change to carry to the Pret-e-manger next door for your coffee and croissant. A week later, you don’t feel like...

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