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memories
The Pink Ribbon (7)
मॉं
Our Ancestors
As per Hindu spiritual tradition a period of fifteen days is set aside for dedication towards ancestors where each family revisits the memories of family ancestors and performs various ritualistic activities.
Her Baggage!
A painting by Samantha Jordaan Her Baggage! She tried to fill it! Fill it with items of choice And, memories of rejoice It filled to the brim …..and it filled furthermore Memories and attachments ….. ….Of days gone by…..…..that began overflowing…. To fit them in was impossible She tried all the tricks! She tried all … Continue reading Her Baggage!
Ishwar (I.P. 4)
After completion of my education he was instrumental in shaping my carrier. During my marriage preparations he was fully involved, to the extent he drove me personally in his car. While we were living in Sainik farms, we were privileged by his frequent visits. When his family shifted to Dubai he used to come to Delhi on and off.
ISHWAR (I.P.3)
He was so kind and humble which reflected his inner beauty. He treated everyone like his family. I remember when I met him first time in a Cash and Carry where he was buying stock for the new business he had started in Kenya. I was hired to ship those goods to Mombasa. I offered to give him a lift to his hotel. The manager of Cash & Carry, Mr. Mohan Khurana was with me. As we dropped your father off at the hotel, he insisted that we come upstairs to his room. He gave us chairs in his suite. He opened the fridge made us drinks and gave us some snacks. We couldn’t believe how a big businessman was behaving in such a humble manner.
Ishwar (I.P. 2)
As the story of Ishwar continues, Jai the elderly gentleman reminisces his younger days and revisits Ishwar's office at D-10 Defense Colony in Delhi through his memory lane. The Modesto Logo This incident is related to the logo message written on the Modesto Mail Order catalog. I remember it as something that meant "If you … Continue reading Ishwar (I.P. 2)
विरासत
ओढ़ लेती हूँ आज भी वो ग्रे वाली पुरानी शाल महसूस करती हूँ उसमें तुम्हारा छुपा सा गहरा प्यार शाल तो अनेकों है मगर इस ग्रे वाली सम कोई नहीं न यह पश्मीना, ना शाहतूश न ओश्वाल, न कोई ब्रांड Sikiladi न ही महँगी कड़ाई, न लेटेस्ट ट्रेंड फिर भी मन को भाती हर दिन उसे ओढ़ एक गर्म सी ठंडक मिलती हाँ ठंड से बचाती प्यार की गर्माईश ह्रदय को ठंडी राहत मिलती आपके ममत्व की गर्मी मिलती वहीं ममत्व जो आपने जाने कितनों को दिया और उन कितने ही अजनबियों बीच मैं, तुम्हारी अपनी, औलाद की औलाद भाग्यशाली हूँ जो मैंने पाया आपका वह अनकहा सा प्यार शाल तो केवल वस्तु निमित्त है विरासत में पाया आपका दुलार व संस्कार वह सेवा वाली तबियत Sikiladi वह सत्संग वाली फ़ितरत और वह सिमरन करने वाली वसीयत आप कहतीं थीं न, आत्मा का भोजन है ज्ञान और सेवा, सत्संग, सिमरन में बसें हो प्राण बस शायद वहीं कुछ कुछ मेरे हिस्से आया आपकी याद व सद्गुरू का साया Sikiladi इस गुप्त ज्ञान का रहस्य कोई विरला ही जान पाया वह प्रात: अमृतलाल उठ सिमरन करना वह तुम्हारा भक्ति रस के गीत गाना जिसका कभी मैंने किया उलाहना व मारा ताना वहीं सब आज बन गया है मेरे जीवन का ख़ज़ाना इतनी सी दास्तान, इतना सा ही अफ़साना शाल देना तो शायद था फ़क़त एक बहाना उसमें बुन दिया था आपने संस्कृति का निभाना दादी अम्मा धन्यवाद करती हूँ आपका मेरी ही बेटी बन चुना आपने फिर मेरे जीवन में आना कोई माने न माने, मैंने तो है यह जाना आपका मेरा नाता है सदियों पुराना सिकिलधी https://youtu.be/d_k0iR1ENrw?si=22vYKgCZT1vtydE0
He Gives the Foundation! (Father’s Day
He Gives the Foundation By Sikiladi His changing image through years His attitude is shifting the gears His once strict and stern posture Has given way to a redefined stature He hugs his elk ever so heartily His serious image altered readily He was caring then and even now He was a provider then and even now … Continue reading He Gives the Foundation! (Father’s Day
