Light in the Dark – Part 7
The village was decorated with lights, garlands, and colors, as the long wait of the villagers was about to end. Finally, the auspicious hour came when the chief priest called his son to prepare himself for the grand event. After the aarti was done, Vivaswan turned to the crowd of devotees who were waiting to…
Light in the Dark – Part 6
Vivaswan was thinking of the moon-clad girl whom he met last night. He spent most of his life dedicating himself to learning scriptures and mantras and earning ancient wisdom. He was told by his teachers that they would all help him worship God. The more he learned the acts of worship, the more he would…
Light in the Dark – Part 5
It was a full moon night, the night when Yamini used to sing her song of devotion to God, seeking His blessing. Every Purnima, Yamini used to sing a verse composed by her, as an offering to her aradhya, the deity she worshipped. The forest used to wake up at midnight; the birds would start chirping,…
Light in the Dark – Part 4
Yamini remembered what her mother told her once. “The light hides a little flame, sleeping inside the deepest chamber of darkness, only to be set ablaze when it meets another source of light. And that light sometimes comes in the form of compassion, sometimes hope, sometimes love, or perhaps, with all of them together.” Mother’s…
Light in the Dark – Part 3
Vivaswan was sent to the Gurukul at the age of nine, and today, after twelve years spent at the ashram, he was returning home. He emerged as a wise nobleman whom everyone admired and abided by because he was a man of the rare combination of intelligence, innocence, and bravery. His eyes were like the…
Light in the Dark – Part 2
The moment when the darkness leaves and the light arrives, the hour before the crimson aura appears in the sky, a star is born from the darkness’s womb, as an offering to the light of light. But the star is believed to be cursed and destined to be freed only when it meets someone carrying…
Light in the Dark – Part 1
Not all lovers are destined to unite at the end of their story. Some have the fate of ending their story as a tale of love that is half-finished, half-written, and half-told, because this is how their stories find a home. The more they long for the union, the purer becomes their love, as the…
Exploring devotion and divinity through ‘The Simplest Guide to Religion: Understanding Humanity’s Search for the Sacred’ by Tomichan Matheikal
Disclaimer: I am a spiritually inclined person, but being a believer in the Omnipresence doesn’t necessarily mean I am a practitioner of rigorous religious rituals. I believe in the presence of the Almighty, and I love to explore the truths behind human existence through the medium of spirituality. Thus, the word ‘religion’ has nothing to…
Book Review of ‘Jagannath: Stories of Faith and Devotion’ by Smita Das Jain
The book consists of seventy-five powerful accounts about Lord Jagannath and His spiritual legacies. If you are interested in devotional literature and spiritual wisdom, then this book is definitely for you. It will definitely change your vision of the path of devotion.
The Zestful Music
The melody of happiness Spills through the bright morning Whispering the wonder of nature Residing in quietude, Listening to the zestful music Nature sings to me. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
Youthful Daffodils
From the land of happiness, Youthful daffodils dwindle their heads greeting the passersby reciting their poetry drawing a child’s smile on their faces, and narrating their stories of their solitary bliss. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
The Xerophyte’s Wonder
Clinging in hope, They want to live; Growing in the dry lands, The Xerophytes learn to believe – To hold on to their dreams of another tomorrow. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
Song of the Wild Lotus
The wild lotus sings, as the night weeps in silence. The melody weaves The tale of her unrequited love touching the feet of the deity, who resides alone in the abandoned temple. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other…
Poetry of the Vermilion Sky
The dusk falls gently on the lap of the earth. As if, She wears vermilion in the parting of her hair, Singing the song of longing, Writing the poetry for her beloved, who never arrived at her door. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry…
Lives Under the Trees
Under the tree there lives a family of ants. I keep going there to sense their presence, to remind me of the tiny existence of life. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
Secrets of the Trees
I hugged the tree smelled its body, I closed my eyes, and let myself heal. I heard my heartbeat and the tree’s – as we shared our little secrets with each other. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other…
Song of Dawn
The song of dawn seems like a pilgrimage to beyond… As vast as the soul As deep as the seven notes They take me on a journey A thousand years old. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
RainSong
I was singing a rain raga The notes led me towards renunciation; The bandish made me realize that the Rain – god is a renouncer. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
Quenching the Longing
The parched earth prayed The rain quenched years of her longing; As the sky answered with its language of love. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
Petrichor and Story of a Girl
The smell of petrichor awakens me from the slumber awaking my soul that forgot dreaming. It brought to me the odour of the body of a rain-soaked girl who dared to dream. I saw her dancing again wearing the smell of rain awaking her lost dreams. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem…
On the Voyage of Music
In the early morning hour when the dawn was rising from behind the horizon I heard the whisper of waves telling me the secrets of music that mingled with the sea, The roars of waves seemed like the resonance of the Ustaad’s song Who is singing Sitting under the sea. (This post is a part…
Nature’s Own Song
I tried to hear the sound of nature. I went to the terrace and looked around. A Bulbul was singing the melody of the monsoon. A frog was croaking in the nearby pond. The fine drizzle of rain was making a sweet sound in our garden. But when I closed my eyes and tried to…
MoonForest
I touch the soft moon beams, I taste the milkish light I smell the glowing white I hear the moon singing me a lullaby Looking above, I see, A magic is floating in the sky. The MoonForest with a white circle in the centre of the dark. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This…
Rustling of Leaves
The rustling sound of leaves tell me that you’re here with me, that you have been walking with me, In a parallel timeline On the parallel paths. But I can’t touch you; You’ve been so far Twinking beside the evening star But I can feel your presence around me; I hear your footsteps in the…
Trance of Kadamba
Standing beneath the Kadamba tree I hear the flute Calling my name from a faraway land. I sit in the midst of the fallen flowers and keep my head on His shoulder In the trance of Kadamba, I see Krishna everywhere… (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A…
Jasmine Garland
My secret lover leaves at the arrival of dawn. The jasmine flowers weave the garland with my teardrops. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
