SCENTS OF LIFE- SO(U)L

How can beauty be nailed by death? How can breeze that brings benign swells with havoc's wrath? Beautiful -Jasmine that blooms in deep forest  unseen ,  unheard yet brings life and zest beauty is cherished in shared mind invincible, indestructible and no death can bind. Death  of beauty is a wishful tale... death can't rise above beauty nor can it fail. by  Swarup K Mohanty

Many of us think - we have great knowledge. but a few of us are focused and easy in our approach. A complex mind can be knowledgeable mind but what good if does not have easy and focused wisdom? So we need to be easy from within. Doubts,Regrets,criti cisms come when you are not easy.  Avoid over pouring.lough a lot. Take care.Be easy. And behold how the dichotomy drops from your head.Abuydhaya' & 'Nishreyasa' will be no more there. Say things in right time.These are the wisdom from the Veda. Veda is vast. 'Charvak' also was a pandit in veda...but not wise.he said ,in a  wrong time-In this context it reminds me of a story of Panchatantra. A cat met with a jackal in a deep forest. The Jackal asked the cat -" brother this jungle is infested with killer tigers! what you will do and how many tricks you know to hide urself?" The cat was very clear from the beginning. The cat said-" brother I know only one way to hide quickly behind a bu...

VITAMIN-G A few days before new- years eve, last year , as i was taking a round ,I saw on one side of the road a huge first -world -shopping mall.One of its shops had stolen the show.What? yes ....That was a store which had all sorts of medicines to tone-up /beautify human - body - with -a cosmetic -touch. Vitamin section --A-B-C-D-E-F-.. A naughty and curious boy, at his stripleen of thirteen/ fourteen, asked the shopkeeper,' Do you also have Vitamin-G' ? The shop keeper laughed, and said...'God knows'.! This words -God knows, touched me.I thought - how true! we can buy all vitamins, except Vitamin-G; G for God! The cold breeze was getting more ROUGHER...the road was almost deserted as I was passing the bridge. Accross the River, as it flows by MIT Boston,I could see the shimmering moon beam had enveloped its spell on the ripples of the small waves...all cocktailed ... as if creating thousand silvery jasmines on the river bed. A Bell on the boston chruc...

I would like to take you all in a journey in to the sixties and seventies - a time-band during which I grew up.But before that I would talk about Vintage days from the mouth of my 'grandees'.My father was an employee of a very generous company- TISCO (now TATS STEEL).A very educated executive who did his M.A.,LL.B. during the Pre- independence Era.My grand- father( had migrated originally from cuttack) was one of the first employees of TISCO. When it was started in 1907- some 107 years back.We had the only pucca house near Badampahar- a place from where TISCO used to mine-out iron ores.No trucks were available; hence Iron ore used to be bullock -curt(ed) up to the railway station.And we used to provide 300 bullock- carts from our village only.There were no fans in the office, so men were employed to pull hand -fans to blow air and make airy.Street lamps were lighted through a lamp-man who used to come in the evening to light those kerosene lamps.And that was ear...