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FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH THE GANGA

  A Passage to Uttaranchal (June20-21 & June 27-29, 2004) Although I stayed in Haryana for about 6 weeks for official purposes, I really spent my most valuable and unforgettable time in the divine state of Uttaranchal.This state, endowed with richness of the nature’s true wealth, was without doubt once the land of the demi-gods. The mighty peaks and holy waters of this land have taught my mind to think high and pure. I had spent about five days here, in two separate trips. During my first visit, I had been to meet Aamma who along with other relatives was on a trip to these holy lands. I met her at the Haridwar, perhaps the most ideal place to begin the uncommon quest for the other side of the universe. Mother Ganga (River Ganges), dancing in her many streams, flows with kind of strange wilderness. They say, once you take a dip in the holy Ganga, all your past karma will be neutralized enabling you to be free from the endless cycle. I wondered if the aggressive behavior of the

My Hero

  A gentleman, never been called so, Who, in his own style, tried to show The world the way it has to know That individualism must stay and grow. A philosopher of unusual tempo Whose ideas he himself drove To endless heights without slow From existing standards disdainfully low. A saunterer from the holy-lands of snow                   Without pointing his finger or raising his brow        At the downward speed of mankind’s flow Remained aloof, having attained divine glow. A gentleman, never been called so, A philosopher of unusual tempo A saunterer from the holy-lands of snow My hero, Henry David Thoreau .

Sonnet to River Ganga

  Holy water so cold and pure Rending our hearts infinite cure Flow ever in the land of Gods Make rich us, prosper our abodes; With you bring us the Divine Light With you take us to highest height Where white-caps of snow lay pristine Where great winds pious and benign Touch us with ardor of Fathers Sitting in couches of lathers Device the plans for human life Of bliss, sorrow; Of wealth and strife; Gift us with minds of intellect Bless us to become more perfect