Ganga-ji's Goats

If you’ve ever watched a Hindi film you would know that somewhere in the middle of it, there is a break. An intermission, that is; a few minutes allowing you to stretch your legs, refresh your perspective, go get some chai and samosas or have a chat with your mates. And after intermission, when the lights are dimmed and the film starts again, kuch bhi ho sakta hai. Anything can happen.

In my life also, a sort of intermission happened. This is where I am right now.

Actually, I sort of broke up with myself. (Or maybe I should say ‘made up’..?)

Not all those who wander are lost alludes to my passion for travel, and is a line from the poem All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter, written by JRR Tolkien. This poem appears in The Lord of the Rings’ first book, The Fellowship of the Ring:

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

This trilogy is a dear favourite of mine, as is the ever present play between appearance/illusion/maya and reality/Truth, which also is the theme of the poem above.

(Neither desi nor a native english speaker but my muse appears to be…)

While the mind often wanders, the heart always remains in love

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Love and shanti,