Salvation

It sure is a long road to salvation.But oh! the joys of the Lord's creations, the colors and the soothing feels.The experience of the spa juxtaposed with the serenity the senses derive from the sounds, colors and fragrances of nature.

The Spa

It is not just the “teeth”; it is the “feet”. As a kid I wondered about the value of the round rough, heavy stone (actually it was a part of my grandma's wheat grinder, being used as a pumice stone) lying in the bathroom of our home. The shoe rack was in a space outside the bathroom, and after a tiring day out, when I would be putting my shoes on the rack, I would catch my dad humming and often rubbing his heels and the sides of his feet on this rough stone. Then he would come and sit on the bed outside, take the small towel kept neatly folded under the show rack and meticulously wipe each feet. Sometimes he would tell me, “Beta, you must wash your feet properly every night before retiring to bed.” But, seldom did I pay heed. But then, I had never been told this at school, or in the poems I learnt. It was always “Brush your teeth…brush them everyday and polish your shoes and wash your face but never ever scrub your feet, scrub them everyday”!!

And, by jove, it is the best thing my dad ever told me!! Just you try it Henry Higgins,just you try.Washed feet each night, it is the most relaxing state of being. The feet that have been dipped in a tub of warm soapy water, scrubbed clean feet, dried and creamed feet, every night, night after night and Aah! Blissful is the sleep. The tiredness, it just vanishes. And the mornings, they are with a zing in the feet and a spring in the stride. Try it my dears and you will not be the sorry.

Gurgling water

One of the most beautiful sounds in the universe is the sound of running water. Flowing or falling it is an amazing sound.Stood still and long just in front of this delicious sound at Phuket, Thailand.

And yet again, in the year 2016, July at Dharamsala, India, I went through the exact same experience standing transfixed in front of this gorgeous water in frolicking abandon...oh! joy!

Chai anyone? :)

For the love of tea and teapots!! Salute the artisans and artists who make such delectable pieces of art.Indeed art, color and material at it's very best!!

This is my handle,this is my snout..

I just love kettles, and I am going to try and collect as many as I possibly can!Do let me know if you come across some interesting kettles in your internet browsings!! I got this one from  berengia.tumblr.com

The bridge of life

The rickety bridge on the waters of life, calm and then turbulent.The shelter beckons..warm and clear..clean,comfortable.The grey of life offset by the brightness in the monks robes...In spite of the grey, the stagnation of the waters of life, the shakiness of daily existence, I will walk on,alone if need be, spreading the warmth of my confident stride and the vibrancy of my being.

Life in a notebook and a cuppa ginger tea!

Part of the magic of our lives today is the ability to connect to everyone all at the same time! It gives me so much joy and a hum on my lips as I make my morning cuppa tea, to know that just a few clicks on my notebook and I can connect with my family sitting for post dinner television in the US of A, or with the friends on vacation sitting for a late brunch in Bali. Hail technology! Jai ho!