So much time has passed by,
Seasons come and go ,
But what my heart desire,
I am yet to know.
Oscillating between life's opposite poles,
Living with a heart with holes,
So much has been lost,
What a hefty cost.
-Noopur Agarwal
So much time has passed by,
Seasons come and go ,
But what my heart desire,
I am yet to know.
Oscillating between life's opposite poles,
Living with a heart with holes,
So much has been lost,
What a hefty cost.
-Noopur Agarwal
The presence of God is honored in everything and every being in all forms and non-forms , in the ancient culture of India.
I do not know how much of it I have imbibed in my life of material world around me. But definitely being brought up with the knowing of it , celebrating it , praying it , has percolated in my being.
How to continue to live each day and moment with that knowing, is a journey - a life long journey for me. And I do not know if I would ever be able to say , I have lived the learning - my culture fully. There is , however, an attempt to learn and live that as a continuous process.