"Winter is knocking at its door as I sit by my window. The wise maple tree had sensed its arrival long before the leaves had begun losing their verdant youth. They mourned, turned amber with shame and remorse for a life lived in waiting for the day to come. Transforming, they were saddened to attain... Continue Reading →
Unsaid, Unheard, Unwritten, Unfinished…
These are some ramblings of an aching heart and perhaps a noisy mind. The sympathetic resonance generated from the vibrations of the hearts of my parents who were like the primary strings of a sitar, and I am the tarab string now vibrating from their remnant resonance. It dawned on me that the meaning of... Continue Reading →
