A White Tiger

After returning from their exile the Pandavas demand their Kingdom back. However when Duryodhan refuses to give them their rightful share a war becomes inevitable. To prevent the war which would lead to countless deaths of the innocents Shri Krishna offers to go to Hastinapur to try & reason with the King & his son Duryodhan. The scene that unfolds in the court room of King Dhritarashtra on that day is what is described here by the poet.                                   वर्षों तक वन में घूम-घूम,                                   बाधा-विघ्नों को चूम-चूम,                                   सह धूप-घाम, पानी-पत्थर,                               ...

It was Sunday afternoon and i was returning from work walking towards the place i live. As was about to reach my room, about 100 meter before i say a dog lying near to footpath on opposite side of road. I saw a dog, who seems to be very uncomfortable I could see in the eyes. Anxious, stressed, panicked, and scared , seemed like she need some food and water. I ignored it once and continued walking towards my room thinking about the day. On reaching my room I was greeted by the house owner's dog 'Shasha'. As i went inside my room and brought back some cookies for Shasha (She like cookies) , I thought lets walk to that dog lying near footpath and offer something to eat. I went there and offered some cookies placing them near to her mouth. To my surprise she was not able to move her limbs, just her head. I was not sure what is happening so I picked up some cookies and help her eat them. Suddenly i heard a voice- "Is this your dog ?" . I turned back and saw a litt...

The Sanatana dharma traces its existance back to some 10 thousands years back. There is an old saying that when people in the west were busy in making utensils out of human bones the people in India were writing Vedas. We have not only invented the number system but been using it efficiently for astronomy. The word Hindu which has been for long seen as a religious identity of a group of people is in actually the geographical identity of the people living side the great Himalayas and the Indu sagar(ocean). So if we follow that up then every person living in India be him a christian or Muslim or follower of any other religion is actually a Hindu. But with time the word "Hindu" had became the identity of the followers of "Sanatan Dharma". "Sanatana" is a Sanskrit word that denotes that which is Anadi (beginningless), Anantha (endless) and does not cease to be, that which is eternal and everlasting. Dharma is from dhri, meaning to hold together, ...

" Despite being an ancient literary civilization and having one of the largest literary treasures of hand-written and printed material, India does not have a single Society for rare book collectors. This is an attempt to create a forum where those elusive connoisseurs come together to discuss and share their knowledge on Indian rare books. RBSI showcases rare Indian books, prints and art, that have been digitized, with the purpose of bringing these lost words to life. Through this open virtual platform, members of RBSI can create a digital collection of rare and valuable books by downloading the digitised books that are made available here. What started of as a group for rare book collectors has now transformed into a forum for history buffs, scholars and of course the silent curious. Discussions and comments range from sanguine to educative to irreverent, all providing for an interesting cerebral buzz, every day of the week. Many of these books might be considered to be his...

Bucket List “ The only people who fear death are those with regrets ” - Anonymous Recently I was watching a movie titled " The Bucket List " on my brothers recommendation. Seeing Morgan freeman and Jack Nicholson create there own "Bucket List " inspired me to make mine and write an article on it. What's a Bucket List ? Well lot of you might be knowing about it, it is a list of all the goals you want to achieve, dreams you want to fulfill and life experiences you desire to experience before you die. Now a important question arises... Why To Create a Bucket List ? Most of us are caught up in a flurry of day-to-day activities most of our Life Time and misses out the chance to fully enjoy our life. Some people are stuck in responsibilities all out there life that they forget about their happiness, and their responsibility to make themselves happy too.  There is an old saying -  " Time stops for no one, Cherish t...

Dear Ananya, How are you ? See i am here again to share with you some more things. Some things that touch me deep inside, something which scratches my heart deep. Ok let me first ask you a Question, shall I ? Ok, have you ever thought what would happen after your sole existence from the world vanishes ? Well its a very interesting topic that i want we to discuss today. Well death is very interesting subject of my concern, because i really don't understand what it actually is. I mean to say..., (Ananya don't stop smiling this is just a glimpse to nothing serious) OK lets examine a scenario, a group of humans going in a bus singing dancing and suddenly bus fell into a deep 200 ft ridge or something like that and suddenly they all die. Just a matter of second and the ever cheerful human body is left but with no soul, no movement no sound nothing just lying peacefully. What worst is that their families crying. If we are certain that someone will die then whats the point i...

BY   PABLO NERUDA I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.