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Stories Matter
बारिश के भीगे-भीगे मौसम में सब मनभावन लगता है। चारों तरफ़ सब कुछ धुला-धुला, हरे-भरे पेड़ और बागीचे देखकर मन मयूर नाच उठता है। बरखा में भीगने का आनंद भी तो इन्हीं दिनों में मिलता है। मौसम में आर्द्रता बढ़ने के कारण स्वास्थ्य का कुछ ज़्यादा ध्यान रखना होता है। नमी की वजह से बैक्टीरिया […]
आज फिर जब बारिश की बूंदें मुझ पर पड़ीं, तन के साथ मन भी भिगो गईं। मन न माना, कुछ भरे पानी में पैरों से छपाक कर मुस्कुराई। कहीं उन सड़कों पर बचपन दौड़ चला, बचपन की हर बात एक-एक कर याद आई। हमारा वो पुराना घर, जहाँ बचपन बीता, वहीं कहीं आज भी भागता-दौड़ता,
Recipe by : Kinjal Jain Monsoon also brings along Chaturmas. This chaturmasya period begins in the month of Ashadha(June-July). The period of chaturmas in Sanskrit means 4 months. During this period, Jain followers have several fasting, listening to discourses about ‘karmas’ ( destiny) & engaging in discussions about ‘Ahimsa’( non-violence). I being a Jain, I follow
Author: Swati Mohandas Monsoon is most welcomed as it gives us respite from the summer heat. It gives us a chance to do various wonderful things such as smell the fragrance of rain-kissed ground, sipping on our favourite hot beverage and taking in the cool breeze. With the monsoon season in full swing, you are
Author : Amita Raj My purple diary has rain stains that cannot be erased. They are poignant impressions of unusual monsoon rains during my trip to a small town.As I stepped out of the train platform into the street on my first day there, I was welcomed by silvery purple pearlesque drops of rain, like
Author: Swati Mohandas Sitting by the window, Savouring the view Sipping on hot coffee, our morning ritual, Watching the rain drops drizzling down Listening to the birds sing their song, Could embrace you all morning long The aroma of the muddy puddle, Such days are perfect to cuddle Nature’s mighty symphony, Takes me on an
Author: Anindita Bhattacharya Whenever I want to write something about nature I feel my love in it. We were bearly in our late teens then. The non stop rain soaked us, wandering near the college fields, the scent of new love, dreams in our eyes to see a new world. We were crazy. We went