ഓർമ്മകൾ.. ഗൃഹാതുരത്വത്തിന്റെ നനുത്ത, തൂവൽ സ്പർശം പോലെ, കുറെ ഓർമ്മകൾ - for we are all collections of memories. കുളവും, കാവും, മന്ദാരങ്ങൾ പൂത്തു നിൽക്കുന്ന കിഴക്കിനിയിലെ കൽത്തറയിൽ മുത്തച്ഛന്റെ ഓർമയ്ക്ക് ഒരു സന്ധ്യാ ദീപവും .. മഴ പെയുന്ന മേട മാസ വാരാന്ത്യങ്ങൾ കുളമുറ്റത്തെ മാവിൻചുവട്ടിൽ മാമ്പഴങ്ങൾ പെറുക്കാൻ ഓടിയിരുന്നതിന്റെ ഓർമ്മകൾ.. അച്ഛന്റെ കാലൻ കുട കൊണ്ട് മേട പാതി മഴയോട് യുദ്ധം ചെയ്ത് കുളക്കടവിൽ കല്പടവിലിരുന്നു ചുവന്ന മീനുകളെ നോക്കുന്ന സായാഹ്നങ്ങൾ... … Continue reading Memory Lanes or Nostalgia..
Good Friday.
It is Good Friday today. The Resurrection Sunday is just a day away. Today is Vishu as well. For me and my family, Vishu is deeply spiritual. Vishu is triumph of the good over the evil. The goddess is a woman. And that makes it special. Good Friday is the message of Truth. His message … Continue reading Good Friday.
‘Kuttappan Robot’
“Let’s buy an office robot” said a colleague when we sat to review staffing needs recently. This was a couple of weeks ago when we expanded our Silicon Valley office. ‘It is cheaper than the annual cost to company to hire an admin assistant”. He persisted. Initially I was taken a back, but trying to … Continue reading ‘Kuttappan Robot’
Being spiritual, and being religious – Good Friday Reflections
Reflections on a Good Friday. Writing Easter reflections has been a tradition. Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Easter Sunday collectively represent one of the most intense spiritual constructs of human Truth. The inability to suppress it. It’s inherent ability to re-surface, and resurrect. In the process, the physical being of God goes through deep pains … Continue reading Being spiritual, and being religious – Good Friday Reflections
The space we call ‘home’..
Off late when people ask me where is home, I tend to say it is on an airplane. Having been splitting my life between San Francisco and New Delhi for over a year, that has been an honest response. But this week I got the real answer. I fell sick last week, after a physically … Continue reading The space we call ‘home’..