Impiety In A Temple

I stand hands folded, eyes screwed shut, a picture of piety. I stand in a temple swarming with people, with varying degrees of faith – some intense, some borrowed, some faithless. United we stand, chanting and praying to a stony God – who’s opulent raiment and the mountain of offerings before him, is in stark…

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The Neelkantha – Shiva: A Sketch

G’morning Readers and fellow bloggers, The paint is still drying on this one but I couldn’t wait to share it with you. I don’t remember the last time I had shared pictures of a sketch with you. Last night, after daughter dearest had dozed off to sleep (thankfully), I took out my sketchbook intending only…

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Manufactured God

Once upon a time, glorious man ruled this world, Blessed he was with brains, beauty, knowledge & culture. Till throw away all his bounty he did, And enslave himself to his own creation sordid – Money. Now money determines what and where we read, Or if we’ll end up as bums on the street. Money…

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Disabled, Not Dead

Dedicated to those who live with disabilities or debilitating diseases, But never give up. You are amazing!   ‘Tis not difficult, When the same breath, You take for granted, The same vital red, That animates veins, mine and yours. Leaves me gasping, Wanting for more. Yet all I get, is a black vacuum, And tubes,…

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Guest Post – Day 4: The Oddities of Religion

The Oddities Of Religion by Bloggeray Blog – Musingsite   Religion, belief, identity. Could be mere words, could be potential explosives. The major religions of the World – Christianity, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism among others — all have their holy books. They have ideas that guide their followers to tread a certain path. The problem is that…

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Guest Post – Day 2: Couple on a Rickshaw

Hello Everyone! Day 2 is here and I’m back with another Guest Post, like I promised in my earlier post. This time I have the pleasure of posting a story on faith from a very thoughtful, down to earth and pleasant writer. There is a certain vintage-y quality to his writings that I quite admire.…

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