Anjali

Sarina’s Morning Reflections

Sarina woke early each morning. A few stolen moments of quiet before the world around her imposed the demands of the day. It was still dark, her eyes slowly adjusting in order that she could manoeuvre herself around the kitchen without turning on the lights....

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Beingness

Beingness

I am, I am then the world is. When I say I am here I do not mean me as the personality but as the beingness from which the personality derives its existence. I spent more than two decades being a spiritual seeker. Ten years of which were more intense and devoted...

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Soak, Rinse and Spin

There's something I both love and hate about an afternoon nap. Or a mid-morning rest after I’ve been up pretty much most of the night. I do this often. Stay awake through the night, sleeping only a few hours at best. Doing nothing special in the hours I’m awake....

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Bewildered Jungle

It’s common in India to have servants and yes, we still refer to them as such. Socially correct labels - those are reserved for company when the room’s abuzz with guests. Staff, help, housekeeper we choose our words with care, lest anyone overhears how we dare speak...

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Choicelessness

I’m feeling fat. Bloated. My fingers are twice their size with water retention and my face too. I look terribly ‘healthy’, to quote a compliment often received from a well-meaning Indian aunt. I could curl up and hide under the dinner table forever. That way I’ll...

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And So On

Questions. Questions arise in the mind. Often my reaction is to reach out, to speak to a like-minded friend. To discuss, to brainstorm, as one would say. But some questions have no conclusive answer. They do not appear to be enquiring into facts, and yet they seem to...

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A Package from India

She stood naked against the cold bathroom wall, silently watching him struggle over and over in front of the dressing mirror. Walking to him, she stretched her arms out towards his neck. She knew he would flinch at her touch. But she couldn’t help herself. Deftly she...

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A Bad Hair Day

On a ledge in the corner of our guest bathroom sits a bunch of white roses in a tall blue ceramic vase. They add a pretty relief to the otherwise functionality of the space, which also houses the washing machine hidden neatly under a marble enclosure. But not quite....

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Another Day in Leh

A little update/thought on our upcoming Ladakh trip. It is presently snowing in Ladakh, so we expect the temperatures to be cool. Daytime around the low 20's and nights will be cold, even nearing 0 degrees. The hotel has heating so you will be plenty warm. Do carry...

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