Ekadashi Darshan of Ladoo Gopal Ji. 01/02/23 Ram Mandir, Nairobi courtesy: Pandit Ketanbhai Pandya
Krishna
Geeta Jayanti!
Hari Aum! Namaste 🙏🏼Blessings to us all on 5159th anniversary of the advent of Shrimad Bhagwad Geeta among our human clan. 🙏🏼🙏🏼Humble pranams to the greatest text we have come across 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 Hari Om ! Namaskaar !!!The Holy Geeta, is a dialogue between the Lord and a man of action set amidst the din and … Continue reading Geeta Jayanti!
The Raksha Sutra
Published in The Asian weekly, Edition 622 (August 05th to 12th, 2022) The Raksha SutraBy Sikiladi The ancient practice has taken formThe festival becoming a cultural normA secular multi-cultural Hindu fest & feastSpreading peace & brotherhood reform Shravan month and its day of full moonSiblings make merry to love bond tuneThe roli, akshat, sweets and … Continue reading The Raksha Sutra
The Diver’s Clothes Lying Empty (Rumi)
Various interpretations of the mystic poet Rumi's work by poetry lovers are compiled into this post.
The Festival of Lights
published in The Asian Weekly, Edition 582 ( 29th Oct to 4th Nov 2021) The Festival of LightsBy Sikiladi It’s time once again to be celebratingEach Hindu household’s spring cleaningDharma teaches hygiene and clean livingAlong with prayers and family gathering The festival of Lights brings sorts of delightsMithai and traditional farsan tasty bitesThe rows of … Continue reading The Festival of Lights
सावन/ Saawan
Divine Shadow!
Krishna's shadow under the morning sunlight. The Shadow shapes that you cast, Are a message to all humanity.... Forever nothing in this world shall last. The Divine Shadow silently speaks, No matter how slow you walk, Or how you speed and run up fast..... All matter envelopments shall disperse, And all entities will become a … Continue reading Divine Shadow!
The Widows of Maitri Ghar
A visit to the Holy City of Vrindavan opened up a new chapter to the book of life. Besides being a city of temples it is also a city of Widows. This poem is the poet's reflection of her visit at Maitri Ghar Widhwa Ashram.
Pranams to the teacher
Gratitude fills the heart as you realize how much a Teacher matters in your life.
A Unique Janamashtmi
I wondered whose little kids were these
And how could their mothers be at peace
Having left them alone to survive
Causing their motherhood a deprive
Were they cruel, were they unjust?
Were they dead or bowed to painful thrust?
Sikiladi 