Story Untold - Yogi Baba (Begining of Chapter 4)

The First page of the fourth Chapter of the book in making....

The still air in the late night stilled her heart more. She was not afraid but feared her heartbeats. As the skipped beats moved silently between her one thought to another and she wavered from calling him to not calling him. Stealthily her emotions starts moving to make her feelings detach her love from one memory to another and making them taste bland even in her own mind. And he was not even aware about her diminishing love by memory to memory. How things have moved from being arranged to a chaos of not known future. And she sighs, and let her breath move out into the open and her breasts heaved up and down to let the nature know that she is not happy about things shaping around her.

He had called today, when her mobile was in the bedroom and she was cleansing herself of the thoughts that crowded around her mind. One by one, layer by layer she bared her emotions, stripped off the colors of possessiveness and made the wisps more whiter than the smoke that wafted around her temple deity who smiled benignly at her naivety. But then he was insistent and called again, after sending her a message that to call him back when she is free. How complicated is the life around him has become. Why does not he understand? The constant ringing made the echoes ring louder in her mind and reverberated in her thoughts more and more. She can not even she his face now as its getting obscured by the dark clouds that were gathering in her mind. She thought why does he do that again and again?

And She fell asleep. “Wake Vashudha, Wake up” the thought kept ringing in her dreams. She was not even going to escape him even in her dreams?

... TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK

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Om Namah Shivaya

WHISPERS: And The Bell Tolls Forever

CAN YOU WALK WITH ME A LOT MORE

You focus on intense words
And me, on the silence within
You shackle your thoughts
With your language
And me, with my need for space within
But you know
I will and you may not
Walk all the way along
As you, my love, will
Fall out of rhythm
And burn out
Chained to the memories of past
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AND THE BELL TOLLS FOREVER

A bell tolls
Friends join in to walk
With me to the end of the path
Carrying on heavy shoulders,
This last journey, and
All that was not said
And all that silences
Which will echo forever in our hearts.

Some where,along the way
Silence waits for the desert spaces
To speak up
And break our lives
Into small grains of sand
Which pours within the Hour Glass
Of our togetherness

Some where - a blast-off to distant stars
In the cloud of dust
In the drum beats of
Shiva's Tandav* dance.

Some where, Love alone
Worships the intensity of our togetherness
Or
Truthfulness of our belongingness.
And
Remains
A mute spectator to the "Tandav"* of emotions

Silence some time does sound
In, Our lives like the primordial sound
That reverberates all the life
That has gone by
And
A bell tolls forever
Calling in lost soul
Or soul mates
To be in the valley of lost flower stars
"OM"
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Tandav is the eternal dance of Lord Shiva, a dance of destruction as well as creation...

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Om Namah Shivaya

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STILL LIFE

Some times we come across very interesting moments in life with out even thinking about the same and the following pictures are from there. There are some interesting moments of my life from the temple town of Lord Krishna from Jagganath Puri to Dakshineshwar Temple. From Hills of South India to even pictures from my car, from still life of China to stills of one of the major solar event after centuries in India.

One of very interesting images from the Ooty bar

Rains on the petals of flower in my house...

Krishna watches over me in my car... along with Ganesha, one of the God's who is the one who clears obstacles on the journey of life

One of the rare events in India of Total Solar Eclipse after centuaries and one of the interesting pictures that I have taken

On the banks of Holy River Ganges in Dakshineshwar Temple, one of the most power temple of Kali, Goddess Shakti, Consort of Lord Shiva and the human display of insensitivity of environment

Puri and the traffic, Man Made chaos on the temple town of Lord Krishna where Lord banned even the God of Death Yama to enter in the City

Face Off in Shanghai...

Face on..... Nanjing Shhanghai

Still Life on my car top in Rains...

One of the most interesting pilgrimage I did on Christ's last walk in Gods own country in Kerala

THE READER

I wanted to write about Black Swan and Fooled By Randomness by but then I got busy with my trip to Himalayas of one of the most powerful temples of Shiva, so please excuse me as I am not going to write about those books today. I am on my spritual trip to jageshwar from today and will be back only on 7th June for a day and then I am going to my village for another spritual journey and will be back on 16th June.

We will discuss this next to next week.

Hope you will all understand.

Regards

Shashi