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I like to dream of different colours but would like to wake up to a colourless reality.

Pondicherry
Pondicherry, now called Puducherry, is a quaint city. Its charm arises not only ifrom its French connection but also from many other associations.

It is the place of the Aurobindo Ashram and the Auroville.

It is the only place that is spread over four different districts and three different states.

I first came to know about this strange fact through a quiz.

This is quite unbelievable, isn't it?

The four districts are:
Pondicherry and Karaikal in Tamil Nadu;
Yanam in Andhra Pradesh;
&
Mahe in Kerala.


A few days back i visited Pondicherry for a meeting. After this was over, i had a couple of hours to zip past some of the better known places of this French reveira.....





This is the very first photo i took emerging from the lighthouse that now has the office of the Commissioner, Customs.


The photo was taken through the window of the car. that is why there is a blue tint.
The interesting thing about this monument of Gandhiji is that it is surrounded by intricately sculpted columns brought all the way from the Gingee fort.

There was a jetty by the side of this monument which was destroyed in one of the more destructive cyclones in the 1960's.
The remnants of this jetty can still be seen by the side of this monument (not in the picture).

Shri Aurobindo landed in Pondicherry at this jetty.


Though cyclones are common in Pondicherry i was told that Tsunami could not touch the City.

For some strange reason even thought the neigbouring coastal areas were totally devastated, the waves just subsided near Pondicherry.

This was a strange happening!

Some believe that the city was protected through grace.





This is one of the gates of the Aurobindo Ashram.

The ashram has the samadhi of Shri Aurobindo and Mother.

Cameras are not allowed inside the Ashram.



Next we went around the White City, or Ville Blanche.

This is also called the "French Quarters"

"Rue" in French, is of course, street.



French boulevard?



Outside the Lt. Governor's bungalow.




Another street corner in the French quarters.



Outside the Cathedral of the Sacred Heart.



A side portion of the Cathedral.



A front view of the entrance to the Cathedral.




On the way to Auroville i saw this very French corner.




We were on the right path....



Near the reception at Auroville.





A peaceful place of rest....on the way to Matrimandir


Flowers on the way....


Just look at the landscape!!!!



More flowers...



....and still some more!



One hundred and twenty-seven countries participated in the inauguration ceremony.

A handful of earth was brought from these countries and put in an urn to signify universal harmony and one-ness!




A photo of the inauguration ceremony on display.




The great Banyan Tree near the Matramandir.



Some birds splashing around...




The Matramandir! at last!!!

Inside is a meditation hall with a huge prism which radiates natural light from up above.

This symbolises the inner consciousness.

(The visiting time to the meditation hall is in the morning. Hence we could not go inside).



Yes, Pondicherry is indeed a place that one cannot forget in a hurry.

It gives the impression of being a place with a heart and a soul.
Sunday 22 March 2009 - 12:02PM (IST) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
Hauz Khas - Remnants of a bygone era
Delhi is a place that does not stop to amaze. It has layers and layers of sedimentary civilisations. You scratch here and you scratch there and a whole new world emerges as if from the pages of a child's magic scratchbook.

We chanced upon such a magical place in the heart of South Delhi today. This was the Hauz Khas lake and remnants of a tomb and madrasa. Hauz means tank and khas is of course, royal. Way back in the time of Allauddin Khilji sometime in the 13th Century AD a tank was built to supply water to the Siri Fort. Storm water collected from the Aravallis and formed the main source of supply. To read more about the history of the place visit:
http://www.archnet.org/library/sites/one-site.jsp?site_id=7

I believe this tank / lake existed till a few decades ago. However, it dried up with neglect and choking of the usual water channels. A few years back INTACH , an NGO, along with the Delhi Development Authority (DDA) revived the lake by treating sewage water biologically. The story of the revival of this water body forms a fascinating account at:
http://archive.oneworld.net/article/view/124779

Today we went for a picnic in the park developed around the lake. The place was truly amazing. It is difficult to believe that right in the centre of South Delhi there exists a time warp that transports you to a bygone era.

See this for yourself.....
















Sunday 8 February 2009 - 10:51PM (IST) Permanent Link | 1 Comment
be still....said Aruchala
you are aruna
you are achala
you are the radiance
you are permanence

is that why we are drawn to u?


while travelling to Thiruvannamallai in my ignorance i wondered how u are different from the other hills i saw through the window pane of the car i was travelling in.

but then are u not all hills?
are u not everywhere?



i tried to see your beauty...to experience it...

the heaps that could become a hll
the hill that could become a heap
in this dance of creation from destruction
and destruction from creation

the dance of Siva!



i liked the way one hill merged into the other...

like parvati merged with Siva.



but then u are the hill
and u are the temple
and u are the eshwar inside the temple
and outside it too...


that is why the hill and the temple merged too....


as u merged with all the people....


we stood in wonder at the amazing grace...

at your presence
both
within
and
without



u were the elephant who gave the blessings



just as u are the sky and the earth
the fire
the wind and the water
and the ether all around


we all seek solace in you...the peace and the silence is there for the having...

even though so often i feel like a have-not.


u radiate truth


you say...."be still"
be achala
so that u can become Arunachala


we sat in silence
we sat in prayer
we sang together
about the glory of arunachala



even as u watched us
from behind the aruna
the aura that is yours


so that we could reflect...
think
sink
into the well of silence
and be with you


the monkeys looked down curiously....

(the mind is a monkey and we still feed it....)


the dog smiled


...and the peackock folded its feathers to look inwards....

the journey has just begun
at you feet
Arunachala
Friday 6 February 2009 - 09:48AM (IST) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
Sound of Silence

Eternal emptiness, eternal fullness by moon lotus.

I love contradictions and dichotomies. They become an echo of something deep that starts resonating. Echoes are always fascinating.

A whole new meaning emerges from echoes with a core of silence.


Like kernels that are always hollow.


I dunno why I felt attracted to this song in “Jab We Met” entitled Tum Se Hi.

The lyrics of this song are as follows:

Na Hai Yeh Pana
Na Khona Hi Hai
Tera Na Hona Jane
Kyun Hona Hi Hai

This can be losely translated as follows:

This is neither attainment

Nor is there a loss

Your absence

Is like your presence

The ancient legends are also full of opposites.

This is what I found in Encyclopedia Britanica when I searched “Fullness-emptiness” looking for a shloka in the Upanishads

“Old myths and archetypes are full of examples of such dichotomy. The Zoroastrian tradition has Ormazd (the Good Lord) and Ahriman (the Lie); the Gnostic myth speaks of Christ and Satan as brothers; and the same idea is found in the Vedas, where the suras (“good spirits”) and asuras (“bad spirits”) are shown to be cousins. In a different context there is the androgyne (“man–woman”), the ardhanārīśvara in Indian myth. As for the Hindu jīvanmukta, the liberated individual, he is liberated from duality. This is also part of what the Lord Kṛṣṇa (Krishna) said, when he asked the hero Arjuna to rise above the three guas (“modes”). The Tantras refer to the union of Śiva (a Hindu god) and Śakti (Śiva’s consort) in one’s own body and consciousness and provide appropriate practices to this end. The Chinese had their Yang and Yin (opposites), the Tibetans their Yab and Yum (opposites), and Buddhism its sasāra and Nirvāa as aspects of the Same. In Prajñāpāramitā, a Mahāyāna (northern Buddhist) text, the Illumined Ones are supposed to engage in a laughter in which all distinctions cease to exist”.

One of my favourite songs is the Sound of Silence. A verse from the song goes as follows:

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

Can you hear the sound of silence?

Sunday 7 December 2008 - 04:09PM (IST) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
the journey

As the wheel turned i found myself drawn more and more towards the triangle of Isha...


i could not sprout a flower...but my leaves spread out to catch your radiance...
...even as the snakes lay fast asleep on your doorstep.



The radiance shone down to dissipate the shadow...

And those who emerged from the shadows lay afloat, untouched and in peace....

i sought the wisdom of the snakes....the alchemy that would liberate the poison...


the poison that lay in the darker depths....where flowers floated.


i wanted to be wholesome....good enough to be eaten....consumed!

The liberated clapped their hands and danced....in praise of you.
While u looked down nonchalently from up there.....



Could just one gaze of yours, one radiant ray.....make leaves sprout in sand....?????




But for the unsprouted it was a lonesome journey........




i have knocked several times standing on the doorstep of your home....but where is the door?




i envy the bliss of others, that is yet not mine........





waiting for the serpent to raise its head on the upward journey.....


Guru Brahma, Guru Vishnu, Guru Devo Maheshwarah;
Guru Sakshaat Param Brahma; Tasmai Shri Guruveh Namah!
(This photofeature was inspired by a visit to the Ashram of Ishafoundation, Coimbatore)
Wednesday 23 July 2008 - 10:57PM (IST) Permanent Link | 3 Comments

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