An Experience Beyond This World: Mahisasuramardini

This Saturday Mahisasuramardini ( The annihilation of Mahishasura, the buffalo demon) is taking place. A one and half-hour audio montage of Chandipath broadcasted on All India Radio at 4 A.M. in the morning on the day of Mahalaya since 1931. Mahalaya, the ending of Pitru Paksha, marks the beginning of Debipaksha and Durga Puja festival. A folklore on when all the male Gods found themselves … Continue reading An Experience Beyond This World: Mahisasuramardini

Of Swan Lake

Back when I was a kid, another fascinating thing about an animated series was the music. The weekends were full of joints from Justice League, Spider-Man: The New Animated Series, Gargoyles, Cédric, Oswald, Bob the Builder, Noddy, Looney Tunes and many others that I probably don’t even remember the name of. Back when there was not really a thing called internet to take over the … Continue reading Of Swan Lake

Nostalgia for a Time you never experienced

You might have heard the quote of L.P.Hartley from the novel The Go-Between: “The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.” There will always be something about the music that our grandparents and parents would listen to when we were children. They bring a keen sense of nostalgia for a time that we didn’t experience. The music of our grandparents’ and parents’ … Continue reading Nostalgia for a Time you never experienced

The Tale of the Immortals

Daoism or Taoism is a tradition of Chinese origin emerged as a religious and philosophical system at about the same time as Confucianism , around the 6th–5th century BCE. It emphasizes living in harmony with the Tao or Dao (A Chinese word that signifies “the way” or “the path”. Tao is the natural order of the universe that underlies everything from the creation of galaxies to the … Continue reading The Tale of the Immortals

In Solitude They Are Least Alone:

‘Martin!’ ….’Martin, Martin! Look out into the street tomorrow, for I shall come.’ Martin Avdeiteh, a cobbler who lived in a certain town in Leo Tolstoy‘s short story: Where Love Is, God is. A black/white city. All quiet, static, befogged, moist, damped, or even imbecile where in a humid and pluvial morning someone has forgotten to close the windows and left for work. Think of … Continue reading In Solitude They Are Least Alone: