Tryst with Destiny and India

maxresdefaultIf I have to say one phrase that represents India in my mind, it is this – “Tryst with Destiny”. The fight for independence and the subsequent events hold a prominent part in the history of India. History buffs or those older, who know the significance of this phrase will know it as the speech that was delivered by Nehru on the eve of India’s independence.

“Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now that time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.”

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Anna Prasadam at Tirumala – Feel Blessed

The adage that best things in life are free is really true when you experience the prasadam served at Tirumala. It is not a meal which does not only feed the body, it also feeds the soul. When one can see beyond the teaming masses of people spilling through every way possible to have a sight for a split second of the Almighty. The sight of the belief, that comes from every devotee is palpable.


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Filter Coffee and MS Amma’s Suprabhatam – A Divine Awakening

Misty mornings,

Dew drops on the leaves shining like diamonds,

Reflecting the first rays of the Sun,

Smell of fresh South Indian filter coffee

MS Subbalakshmi’s Venkateshwara Suprabhatam

Can a morning that starts like this be anything but a joy? Many a Telugu movie, start with that scene where the swirls of the coffee is shown with ‘kausalya supraja rama’ playing in the back ground. We do not know who is being awakened, the Supreme Lord Narayana or the ‘aham’ – the coffee connoisseur.

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God Let it Rain, #Life

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When it rains, I feel Heaven is pouring its blessing on Earth. For the parched souls and the parched earth it is heaven’s gates opening. Whenever I feel I am in trouble, when the task at hands needs intervention at the highest level, I look for rain. For me rain gives the assurance that the big hand or the universe or God has taken the matter into their hands. They are going to get things moving and I just need to wait and trust that things will work out.

Tagore’s "Gitanjali" happened to me

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I cannot read Tagore’s Gitanjali in public. I will be bawling away when I read Gitanjali. And every time I read, I understand yet another poem and gets book marked. For that matter I cannot even talk about the book without tears in my eyes.

I read Gitanjali for the first time when I was in college. It was for all the wrong reasons, when I first laid my hands on the book. In college we had this bragging competition about who would read the most obscure and famous authors, but boring books. Then we could brag about it and be considered “intellectual”. I must confess that because of this bragging fest, I laid my hands on Tagore, Jiddu Krishnamurthy, Sarat Chandra and a host of other authors.

Of Temple towns and Tourist places, #Nostalgia

Visiting Tirupati and Tirumala was a highlight during the summer holidays. It was a resort/retreat/piligrimage all rolled in one. That was the only place where we stayed in cottages/hotels and not a under a relative’s roof. Needless to say – me and my sister and brother used to thrilled about the trip.

I used to have this feeling that people who stayed in tourist places always had a picnic. Everyone who grew up in South India – at some point of the time or other must have visited Tirupati and Tirumala. Continue reading