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2023 - The Year That Was

Places impact you for a variety of reasons. And the same place impacts different people in different ways. This is especially true when it comes to spiritual experiences, where every single person’s experience is unique. And personally, every spiritual experience is unique, the same person can have different deeply spiritual experiences at different places, at different times. This thought has emerged because of my own experiences over the years, but especially so this year, with different and unique experiences at various places I have visited recently. I began this year with a visit to Baroda (Vadodara) with friends. It was meant to be a relaxed trip, a touristy trip, with our sons. We enjoyed ourselves to the hilt, but the highlight of that trip was a visit to the Lakulisha temple at Pavagadh. It was the iconography of the temple that I connected with, and I spent a few hours simply lost in the details of the figures carved around the temple. There was an indefinable connect with

Wandering Thoughts - Wildlife in the midst of Heritage

At the Masroor rock cut temples, while I was trying to identify all the deities, Samhith was busy elsewhere. He had spotted a lizard on one of the rocks, and spent the rest of his time trying to follow it, and see just how many there were! 




It wasn't too hard to spot them. They were everywhere!!! 



Obviously, they were at home, among the many nooks and crannies that nature and temple builders had conspired to provide them with!



It was fascinating to see them appear and disappear at will, even while we admired the intricacy of details the artisans had created. 

The lizards are just the common, or garden lizards, ones we see everywhere. And yet, when you see them so much at home in a monument aspiring for World Heritage Site status, you want to click a photo. Do you agree? 

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Since the last month, I have been writing at least once or twice a week, about my Summer Trip. I am not even halfway through, with Himachal yet to be completed, Amritsar on the way, then Rishikesh, and finally, my Southern sojourn patiently awaiting its turn.

Yet, I am now taking a short break, for another trip - this time, a deeply personal one, to Puttaparthi in Andhra Pradesh. For those who may not know, in Puttaparthi village is Prashanti Nilayam, the abode of Sri Sathya Sai Baba. We are heading there to participate in the Ashadi Ekadashi  and Guru Poornima celebrations. This, as I have already mentioned, is a personal trip, and I most probably won't be writing about it. I will also be offline for the most part during the next week, as I am taking this opportunity to relax and re-energize myself for all the work that is sure to be awaiting me when I return. 

Meanwhile, here are quick links to all the links in the #summertrip series so far....

  • The Himachal Series- 

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  1. Yes, I agree when I too see lizards or wild life during a tour I wish to click them and store them in camera.

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    1. Glad to see that you too share the enthusiasm, Tushar.

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  2. Hello Anuradha
    My love for heritage sites is universal. The images of your masroor rock cut temples captured my imagination. What were really funny were the lizard’s photographs, creeping among the perfectly sculpted rock structures. The sculptors must surely, be smiling in amusement. Thanks for providing the lighter side.

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