THE INDIAN COMMENTATOR

You might not even know what these words mean. Baisakhi, Rongali Bihu and Vishu. These are names given to New Year and thanksgiving festivals in India. It’s both new-year and thanksgiving. Here is a culture that still, through its deeply engraved symbolic rituals, shows gratitude to nature. It may not be as grandeur as it sounds, though. The fireworks used just to make these celebrations unforgettable, causes serious health hazards and environmental impacts. No one seems to care about that anyway.  Here is a peaceful way that I suggest in order to make the celebration unforgettable. Take books in your hands, read .             I am going to give you something to read. This might “blow your socks off”, so to speak. Image Courtesy: Google ØØØ I was sitting at my home, after lunch on a hazy Sunday noontime. And this thought crossed my mind. It is also true that I was thinking along this line for some time, but all those...

+Title Tyranny What makes one wonder about age?  When things start getting slower? All sorts of things, I mean. This is what I have been thinking all the while that I was unable to make a post on my blog. No, no serious glitch. Only I was able to work more frequently on books. It’s easy guess, as you could see me working fragments of sentences so shamelessly.  Working with books crippled my usual abundant streaming of time that was veritably dedicated to blogging. Since blog posts were lacking in their frequency, I thought I had aged as a blogger. However, as you are already aware, my youthfulness has been rejuvenated as an author with my second book You Should Know How I Feel… and the consecutive volume of Hope, Vengeance and History Trilogy that is on its way to publication this coming July-August. As a result, perhaps, I may have had to stay away for some time from blogging.                 N...