A Maverick’s View

I was born in a typical Hindu family, brought up in an orthodox manner as is the custom in most parts of Southern India, learnt some of the hymns from the holy books by heart; wore the Srivaishnava Urdhva Pundra (or Sricharana) Tilaka everyday to school (for which I was ridiculed by my friends inside…

The Unspoken Need

When the Sun went across the distant sky Swathed in flames; drinking aether dry, His scions followed him close behind Round their father, fearing his mind.   Stones they were, molten hot Burning for aeons, knowing their father not; After years of service under the Sun’s sway, They steadied their spin, going farther away.  …

History is not a fairy tale

Time and again, archaeologists have proved that the knowledge that our ancients had, though primitive in comparison to our own, did not originate in a single region. These facts were not observed only by a certain faction of people but was observed simultaneously in many places of the ancient world. Everywhere, people started observing natural…