Small tribute to a great man

SMALL TRIBUTE TO A GREAT MAN: For a man who was a language lover, he was pretty much parsimonious with words, spoken and written. For an orphan, he fiercely guarded his self-esteem. For an orphan again,he made it big and lived life to the hilt. Very early in our relationship, I realised, he lived by two enets,”Ask me not!” and “Touch me not!”.But I feigned ignorance and was my bubbly, demonstrative self with him. I

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Kanha’s Breath , Radha’s Music

Kanha’s Breath , Radha’s Music

Kanha’s penchant for mischief led him to play many pranks on Yamuna’s banks. But that twilight saw him a tad sober. The natural  Lover that he was, he took in Radha with all his senses. Seated on a lotus bed, her sole focus was their separation ahead…”Radha many may find you a figment of their imagination, but I know, couched in your ravishing frame is a woman of immense intuition. Long before Vrindavan knew it,

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A Bond that Does’nt Age

A Bond that Does’nt Age

As the car swerved uphill and stopped with a jerk, I got out nervous, yet hopeful.I was going to meet my literary mentor, whom, to put it euphemistically, I adored, Ekalavya-like.I was early by 30 minutes, but Bina, daughter-in-law of his adopted family welcomed me.I stood before him, gaze downcast and tongue-tied. I opened my suitcase, half the contents were for him-i literally knelt at his feet and offered him blue(his favorite color) socks, blue

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