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One for the day...

Born to die

I am dying

to Be

born again.

Love

WHAT ARE YOU?

When you read the title of this poem

You may start thinking about your profession!

But, then, that’s not my purport in penning down these verses! 534 more words

Poem

14th Sep 2014 - "NEGOTIATION"

I took the job as a freelance interpreter for an art project for Europe – Asia Contemporary Dance Festival, namely “Hanoi star dust”. Throughout the dramaturgy, it was a story of “negotiation” between “freedom” and solid “frame”. 279 more words

Self Enquiry

Nilakantha and the Golden Constellation

Tensions are imagination trapped in illusory codes. The tension appears to have the power to materialise, but it has no substance after the thought.   Whenever I get through a bit of rotten concrete I turn and see how weak it is. 896 more words

Kabbalahsociety

WHAT AM I? WHO AM I? WHY AM I HERE?

What is it that makes me ask these questions again and again?
Why is it that every time, I come up with new answers to them? 451 more words

Poem

A Picture-Book - Pierrot and the White Wolf

This story for our children, and for the world’s ageless children in ourselves, was written in French by Catherine Harding during the 1990s; she asked me to illustrate it. 1,331 more words

The Tree Of Life