From the Books… : ‘Laburnum for my head’

This book is a collection of 8 short stories. They are beautifully crafted tales of human emotions, experiences told in a simple, tender language. The book title is taken from the first story from the collection. From ‘Laburnum for my head’ ‘ Lentina decided that she did not want any such attempt at immortality when…

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From the Books… : The Bullet Journal Method

It was a cross between a planner, diary, notebook, to-do list, and sketchbook. It provided me with a practical yet forgiving tool to organize my impatient mind. In the most connected time in history, we’re quickly losing touch with ourselves. Overwhelmed by a never-ending flood of information, we’re left feeling overstimulated yet restless, overworked yet…

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From the Books… : The Forty Rules of Love

“God is busy with the completion of your work, both outwardly and inwardly. He is fully occupied with you. Every human being is a work in progress that is slowly but inexorably moving toward perfection. We are each an unfinished work of art both waiting and striving to be completed. God deals with each of…

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From the Books… : Sapiens

“History is something that very few people have been doing while everyone else was ploughing fields and carrying water buckets.” “Biology enables, Culture forbids.” “We did not domesticate wheat. It domesticated us.” “Large numbers of strangers can cooperate successfully by believing in common myths. Any large-scale human cooperation – whether a modern state, a medieval…

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From the Books… (The power of Nunchi)

Nunchi (noon-chee ) : ‘eye measure’, or the subtle art of gauging other people’s thoughts and feelings to build harmony, trust and connection. The unit of nunchi is the room. It has its own ‘temperature’, ‘barometric pressure’, volume, mood–and these are in constant flux. An intrinsic part of nunchi is the dimension of change: understand…

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From the Books… ( ‘કાળી પરજ’ Book Review)

એક નાનકડા બીજમાં ચેતનાનો એવો વિસ્ફોટ થાય છે કે કઠણ ધરતીનું પડ ભેદી તે બીજ હરિયાળું તૃણાંકુર બની ફૂટી નીકળે છે. તેજ, વાયુ, જલ, આકંઠ પી તે લીલુંછમ વૃક્ષ બની સૂર્યાન્મુખ બની મહોરે છે. એના મૂળમાં છે પેલું બીજ. જનસમાજની કોઈ વાસ્તવિક્તાનું- પછી તે માનવમન , માનવસંબંધ કે માનવવ્યહારની વાત હોય- બીજ સર્જકના ચિત્તમાં રોપાઈ…

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From the books… ( છિન્નપત્ર )

આ લેખન આત્મપિડનનો જ એક પ્રકાર નથી? આપોઆપ વિલાઈ જતી, ઝાંખી બનીને આખરે લુપ્ત થઈ જતી લાગણીઓને જીવતી રાખીને એને ગૂંચવ્યે જવી ને એ રીતે હ્રદયને જંપવા ન દેવું; એ જાણે અધૂરું રહ્યું હોય તેમ કલ્પનાની મદદથી અસંખ્ય નવી પરિસ્થિતિઓનું નિર્માણ કરીને એનાં સુખદુ઼ઃખના તુમુલ સંઘર્ષમાં હ્રદયને હોમી દેવું, હોમી દેવા છતાં અખંડ રાખવું ને…

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