I believe in God. If I pick the word ‘believe’ off the four letter starting sentence, the remaining three letters will mean ‘I in God or God in me.’ Looking purely from the syntactic viewpoint, belief appears to be unnecessary, and thus more of a liability than an asset in reaching anywhere near God, for it stands between I and my God as the Berlin Wall. If this wall of belief is not there between me and my God, we…
I needed to earn a bit extra so I taught literature and linguistics as a part-timer in a Government college. The shitty thing about this educational business as with other businesses is that you can’t afford to be a chooser. It is take it or leave it thing. They gave me classes on the morning shift in the months of December and January. So be it! The drudgery would ask of me to kick off the feathery blanket with…
‘The sky is high from where I look at it but it must be coming down somewhere near or faraway! It can’t hang up there just like that! Something must be holding its weight somewhere.’ A stray thought flitted through my mind, didn’t go away or rather grew strong when I was barely 9. I infected two of my mates with the thought. Three ‘crazy’ kids set off for the discovery. We took with us three bags full of roasted…
Last autumn, I was with a friend of mine roaming the lanes of Lumbini, the holy birth-place of Buddha. As I myself come from this place, I call round to my village every year before Xmas. This time Steve was with me. He is from Lyon, France. For some obscure reason Steve has taken up with Buddhism. He meditates, performs yoga, chants arcane mantra, follow some weird rituals, and walks on naked feet on the premises of the holy…