Category: Budhdhism
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Rains in Gangtok.
It rained and silenced the entire neighborhood, later that evening… The barking dogs eased on their rattling nerves and fell silent. The Bengali lodge opposite to my house was playing Bengali music in order to entertain their Bengali tourists in Sikkim, were muted by the downpour roar. The hustle bustle…
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The Walks.
Been walking on the streets with headphones ducked in or sometimes not, since have been living alone in Gangtok. I get some company sometimes if i bump into a friend or someone from my fitness studio or someone from my Architecture studio. Generally i take these solitary walks after dinners…
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Self Reflections/ Part 2 – FOREVER – waxes and wanes..
The fluttering leaves, in the breeze, taste a sense of freedom when held by the branch of a tree by its one end… By autumn it deserves the time of travel and detaches itself from the one who nurtured it, into the ever changing world. It floats in the air,…
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Self Reflections/ Part 1 – STATIONARY MANKIND
i will be publishing a series of articles of my understanding after several contemplating issues surrounding me. the idea is to intrigue or catalyze as one may call it, similar thoughts in my fellow companions and mankind.
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