An Indian Spring

Living through long winter of northern India with nostalgic feelings of grace, peace, and comfort; traveling around to places where one could breathe a sigh of relief - ‘God’s own country’, Churches, temples, grave-yards, crematoriums - all imparting feelings as silent as silence itself and thus putting strength and vigor into an energy-drained-out body and mind until the spring creeps in and one reaches and wakes to the jubilations of flowers, birds and the whole of the Mother-Nature. herbal breeze little monks under sacred fig trees Buddha smiles