Reflections - A Journey Through Life

A matter of mind I stopped short and looked into my mind. It was not a good sight. At best it was a tolerable chaos—boulders and potholes strewn around with a few pleasant oasis, green and cool, restoring overall peace. A noticeable path zigzagged all the way to horizon. It was not an arrow-straight metal road. Rather you can call it a wide walk made up of earthy soil. I like earth and soil. It is natural that my walk would be on a path made up of soil. Some places it had to cross barren lands and difficult obstacles. I could notice its narrow portions and also the wide stretches passing through the green patches of forests. I decided—the scene is not organized. I sat down on a boulder by the side of a river and contemplated. The first thing I noticed was the tenuous tentacles of worries and concerns reaching me from my problem areas even when cool water caressed my feet, birds sang in the forest and peace and quiet reigned. I decided—when I am in an oasis or a forest tha...

  Mingling together Tukai deserved an evening out. I gave him options— “Music World? Oxford?” “No way”, his answer was emphatic— it has to be a special dinner. He loves to eat. We call him a gourmet and an evening out with him must nothing less than be a grand dinner. I knew this but teased him a bit. “Where to go?” Quick came the reply, “Park Street.” In our city most of the good old restaurants are bunched up along this half a kilometer long strip. “So be it”, I concurred. We started walking from where Park Street begins. I told him, “We will walk slowly and look around. Whichever place takes our fancy we will step in.” It was a cool Saturday evening. At this time of the year before summer sets in, sea breeze makes the evenings very pleasant. Happily we strolled. Me talking non-stop as I do with him and he responding occasionally at right places with right sounds. We were on the left sidewalk and I knew that a few of the most desirable destinations are situated on...

Call of the land SOIL is the thin layer of earth's crust which serves as a natural medium for growth of plants. This is a formal definition of soil. So soil is the birthplace for plants. And plants are essential for the life of all other life on earth including humans. Reasons are known even by children – plants transform CO 2 to oxygen that we breath; they absorb greenhouse gases and keep earth cool. Plants are at the lowest rung of the food chain—all herbivores like cows, goats, deer and sheep live off plants and all carnivores like tigers, lions live by eating the herbivores. We humans usually eat plants and herbivores. Thus we may say—soil of mother earth is the cradle of life. I am a thinking person, a person away from soil, away from doing things by hand, a person whose main job is thinking. And inevitably I live in a large city where roads are paved and concrete buildings aspire to touch the sky. I miss the soil, the open soil. In my childhood, w...