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Under my skin

I seem to have loved youin numberless forms, numberless times…In life after life, in age after age, forever.–Tagore I have been coming to India since I can remember, in numberless forms, numberless times. There was that first yoga class I took in Paris in the year 2000. Something happened to me that day and it […]

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A Rock in Kashmir

I saw a rock, Sitting still, Next to a stream. Icy water flowed Through this stream, Melting from the snow, Which was higher up the hill. I had descended From this hill, Covered in a blanket of snow. The rock looked at me & said, Come, let’s spend a moment. I know it’s really crowded

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