Old Age
Holi, the Festival of Colours
Holi, the Spring Festival
A NEW BEGINNING
And the World Turns Watercolor-Soft
Phagun
Poetry Before Jhansi Rani took up the sword, Velu Nachiyar’s name was heard and adored. Born of Ramnad, Tamil Nadu’s light, A queen who rose for freedom’s fight. Trained like a
Poetry To my young studentsI am demonstratingDistillation and double distillationProcess of separationProcess of purificationExploiting the differencesin relative volatilityIsn’t this lifeDistillation of wordsDistillation of speechDistillation of thoughtsDistillation of karmasI am teaching life
Poetry I begin where I end,end where I begin. I start returning to myself again —my growth, my healing,the emptiness inside slowly filling. I learn, I seewhat’s right, what’s wrong.Running toward
Article and essay To be alone is to be in solitude. It is a pleasant state to be alone. It is a boon. It opens the door to greater self-awareness. You can focus
Artwork There is full world inside the drops – Elixir of Life
Poetry Rolling down, Making hues and sounds, Becoming round and round The stones….. Sometimes a part of hills, Sometimes on the underneath surface, Some raising their heads in gushing waters, Stones
