Growth and Transformation

Get Over Yourself

I’m genuinely and mightily amused- and have been, for a couple of days. This is the kind of amusement that will always retain a pocket of privacy, no matter how widely and verbosely one describes it to the world. More than the public part, it is this irrevocably private fold that is sending me into […]

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Musings on Home, Flowers and More

I have no idea what to write as introduction for Beloo Mehra, honestly. No matter what I write, it would still feel pathetically inadequate. But I need not really worry, in a way. All readers of Serenely Rapt have surely ‘met’ the wise and compassionate writer who weaves soul-expanding essays and commentaries on her two […]

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Rain

It rained today. It wasn’t a half-hearted, wishy-washy kind of rain. It didn’t seem as if it were reluctantly tethering at the edge of a colossal indecision wondering whether to let go or not- then deciding not to, after all. Today’s rain didn’t remind one of a parsimonious millionaire jealously hoarding his wealth, giving out […]

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More And More

Have you noticed the tone of the commercials nowadays? Every second commercial boisterously and noisily assures you that their product or service gives you ‘MORE’. The word ‘ZYADA’  is being hammered at you all day long in one way or the other. It seems to have become the most enticing word in the all languages. […]

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The Brothers

A man zoomed noisily into a narrow street in a rundown neighborhood. He was driving a brand new Porsche car, all shiny black and chrome. Its beautiful new alloy wheels glinted like silver. Its sleek contours spoke volumes about its performance on the road. Its engine purred mutely, holding all the horses under the hood […]

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Jasmine

Jasmine

It was a balmy late afternoon. The sky was a glowing, washed-out blue. White balls of cotton bobbed about merrily on that sea of blue-ness. Some had coagulated greyly, ponderous with moisture. It had rained all morning. Steam rose in warm wafts from humid earth under my feet. Somewhere, far off, it was raining again, […]

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Fragrant

The dawn air was fragrant with eucalyptus today. There were myriad other fragrances in the air also; some too subtle to identify. You will probably find it very strange of me, but to me sunrise has a very distinct fragrance in each season. Maybe it is a mixture of the aromas of the flora of […]

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Doing For The Love of Doing

Undeveloped men are highly motivated to act by their matter-inclined impulses and longing for name, fame, prosperity, and sensory happiness. The wise, on the other hand, have detached themselves from worldly pleasures; their incentive is the joy they find in working for God. Incidentally and yet purposefully, the inspiring examples of such men bring others […]

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