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Veedu Varai Uravu, JFK Terminal 4, and the Long Flight Home
Or: why life is basically an international holiday, and everyone eventually stops walking with you at a different gate. There is a Kannadasan song that has been quietly following me around for about fifty years, like a well-behaved dog that occasionally sits on your foot to remind you it exists. You know the one — Veedu Varai Uravu, from Paadha Kaanikkai, TMS in that impossibly grave voice,…
Peace is not at either end of life's seesaw — it lives in the seam between opposites. The shoreline where land meets sea, the hush between an inbreath and an outbreath, the held second between a V7 chord and its resolution, the gap between two thoughts — these are the same address with different street signs. Vedanta calls this discernment the Hamsa, the mythical swan that sips milk and leaves the water — and remarkably, its very name (Ham on the outbreath, Sa on the inbreath) is the rhythm of your breathing. From dawn twilight to Bach suspensions to Raag Yaman's tivra Ma, this essay maps the small, freely-available junctures where the ego briefly steps out for chai. Read it as a gentle invitation to stop sprinting past the gap — and start sipping the milk.
Who Is Blaming the Stars? Unpacking the Saturn Return Myth
The short version (for the busy and the skimmers — the scenic route is below) The clock doesn’t make it 10:30; it only points at it. Confuse the pointer with the cause and you’ve made the oldest mistake in the book — like believing windmills create the wind. We do this everywhere, but the costliest version is blaming the planets and stars for our predicament: “Saturn is ruining my life.” Saturn,…
THE PROBLEM WITH KRISHNAMURTI
Clarity, Magic, Mantras, Doubt. The Long Search Between Silence and Song. There was a period in my life when Jiddu Krishnamurti was not merely an interesting philosopher to read over morning coffee. He was a full-blown obsession. The kind that makes you slightly difficult to talk to at dinner parties. From my early teens well into my late twenties, I devoured his books with the intensity of…
The Empty Beat Is Not Empty
Where Music, Silence and Consciousness Meet When I first started learning music seriously, I thought music was made of notes. This is a very common beginner’s disease. Fortunately, it is curable, though the treatment can take several years and may involve many stern looks from music teachers. In the beginning, we are obsessed with the visible parts of music: the swaras, chords, tempo, raga,…
The Many Forms of the Mother
There are some forces in life that quietly shape us long before we fully understand them. For me, that force was always Devi — the Divine Mother. Even as a young boy growing up in India, I felt an unexplainable pull toward Her. Not out of fear, nor because of strict religious conditioning, but from something much deeper and strangely familiar. Looking back now, I sometimes feel it may have been…
The Mahout, the Marma Points, and the Heavy Burden of Knowing Too Much
There is an old Indian legend about elephant trainers—mahouts—that perfectly explains why I sometimes sit in my studio staring at a Logic Pro session, completely paralyzed, while the rest of the world just goes ahead and makes music. Let me paint the picture. You have an Expert Mahout and an Inexperienced Mahout. The Expert has spent decades studying the ancient texts. He knows every…
You didn't hire the heart!
You Didn’t Hire the Digestion Department: On Ramana Maharishi and the Supreme Doer The 3 AM Regret Committee You know how it works. It’s somewhere between 2:47 and 3:15 AM, and your brain, which had absolutely nothing useful to say during the actual meeting, has suddenly convened an emergency session. The agenda? Every bad decision you have ever made. The tone? Prosecutorial. The mercy on…
Life is a Time-Lapse: Why You Are the Camera, Not the Movie
The Stationary Camera: Why Time Doesn’t Exist (And Einstein Agrees with the Rishis) You know that feeling when you look at a time-lapse video of the night sky? The stars are streaking across the heavens, the Milky Way is spinning like a giant cosmic pinwheel, and the earth seems to be on a wild carousel ride. But the camera? The camera sits there—rock solid, unmoving, silently watching the…
We are constantly sold the idea that the next purchase or the next meal will bring us happiness. But that happiness is a rental, not ownersh
Spirituality's Biggest Pyramid Scheme
The Inverted Pyramid Scheme of Enlightenment Let’s talk about spiritual enlightenment. You know, that lofty goal of self-realization, the grand finale of the cosmic show where you finally get it. We imagine it as a pinnacle, the top of a mighty mountain we must climb, laden with backpacks full of mantras, vegan recipes, and well-thumbed scriptures. But what if we’ve got it all upside down? What…
The Ego: Friend, Foe, or Just Misunderstood?
For centuries, sages, saints, and that one uncle at weddings who insists he knows “the truth of everything” have been shouting in unison: shed the ego! According to them, the ego is the villain of the spiritual soap opera, the moustache-twirling bad guy who blocks us from enlightenment. One modern guru even turned it into a neat acronym: E.G.O = Edging God Out. Sounds convincing, right? But…
How to Tune Into Your Inner Steady Hum
Have you ever walked past a giant generator or one of those industrial motors and felt it in your bones before you even heard it? That low, steady hum… reassuring, powerful, unbothered. It’s just there. Not shouting for attention, not needing to prove itself, but quietly powering the whole building. That, my friend, is exactly what the sense of “aliveness” feels like. We’re so used to…
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The Ostrich, the Sand, and the Secret of the Universe
They say the ostrich buries its head in the sand to avoid danger. That’s not true, of course — it’s a myth. The ostrich does no such thing. But if it did… ah, then we’d have a bird with a very promising career in philosophy. Because the idea behind the myth — that shutting out the world makes it vanish — is actually a rather elegant pointer to one of the oldest truths in spiritual…
Sa Re Ga Ma vs C D E F G – The Fun Guide to Indian Sargam and Western Notation
If you’ve ever been stuck at a wedding between the nadaswaram/shehnai player and the Western band belting out “Summer of ’69”, you’ve probably asked yourself the deep, philosophical question: Why on earth are there two ways to write music, and which one should I bother learning before my next rebirth? So, let’s introduce our two contestants. Contestant One: The Indian Sargam Sa Re Ga Ma Pa…