03 Aug 2022, Amrita Hospital,Faridabad It was the last day of our 4 – day bus pilgrimage and everyone was a little fried. As we entered Delhi, our group of approximately 40 vehicles were drawing quite a bit of attention. Suddenly, I noticed people on the streets waving to us and making pranam gestures. They […]

08 August 2022, Amrita Hospital, Faridabad When Rama decided to build a bridge over the ocean to rescue Sita from Ravana’s clutches, the huge army of monkeys went to work carrying huge rocks for the construction. However, a small squirrel couldn’t carry such loads, so, in order to contribute to it, it rolled around in […]

07 August 2022, Amrita Hospital, Faridabad Arriving at Amma’s hospital in Faridabad was an amazing sight. It was breathtaking to see the enormous grounds that stretched for miles on end. The towering buildings were unlike anything I had imagined and the air was filled with excitement. The hospital still had much work that needed to […]

6 Aug 2022, Amrita Hospital, Faridabad Construction work is going on in full swing at the hospital site. Day and night, people and machines are working tirelessly to make everything perfect before the inauguration. One of the seva is to clean the construction waste: bits of cement blocks and bricks, plastic and cardboard wraps, metal […]

02 August 2022, Amrita Hospital, Faridabad One of the many things I have tried to imbibe from living in India, over the last twenty years, is how to apply the art of relaxation to work. When I used to watch Indians work, I used to be amazed to see how they would work in a […]

महकी हुई हवा, खुला संदेश दे रही थी-खिला है ब्रह्मपुष्प, पास ही कहीं ,धरा पर तो अभी-अभी,संध्या उतरी थी,ब्रह्मपुष्प खिलने की,वेला न थी। दूर दक्षिण केरल,-प्रभु के अपने देश से,पधारी थीं प्यारी अम्मा, फ़रीदाबाद में,सुरभित सभी हुये थे,देवि माँ की सुरभि से,ऐतिहासिक था ये क्षण, सब के लिये। उमड़ रही थी भीड़, उमस बहुत थी […]

31 July 2022 – Amrita Hospital, Faridabad –It is beautiful waking up to the sound of peacock calls near the small river across the construction site from our flats. It reminds me of my childhood in Vrindavan. So does all this mud, construction and tractors. A couple hours later the rhythmic sounds of construction start, […]

When I close my eyes, I still see faces of old couples walking with heavy luggages, mothers and kids left alone without a father, exhausted children, all escaping the border, literally running for survival, looking for a safe shelter.

Though it does also underline a sad fact that it takes a calamity to awaken the Humanity within humanity. Spirituality ever has been about becoming a human being, in the true sense of the word.