Wounded Healer

  1.       When Mumma told you about her favourite song .. Come away with me .. and played it on Alexa .. n u were just playing in background so I dint know if u noticed .. but next day mumma asked just like that cz papa had forgotten yet again .. N u say simply " Come with me " It was like my heart was caught in my throat  ! ur papa got an earful that night ... hehe bcz u pay attention to mumma my sweethrt .. and thats the biggest gift of love u can give to me 2. How Inaya came over to play with u .. n u were so big brotherly with her .. when she got scared of papas face u cajoled her saying " arey ye to samjho ki wo kuchh nhi karenge " and then u made her stay n instructed papa to stay inside the room and not scare her anymore 3. Then u went initially reluctantly to her house but then stayed for 4 hours even having dinner wid her .. n u made eagle calls to each other .. n his mom was so charmed by you .. when she offered u chocolate u dec...

 “Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass. “All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.” His body was urgent against her, and she didnt have the heart anymore to fight...She  saw his eyes, tense and brilliant, fierce, not loving. But her will had left her. A strange weight was on her limbs. She was giving way. She was giving up...she had to lie down there under the boughs of the tree, like an animal, while he waited, standing there in his shirt and breeches, watching her with haunted eyes...He too had bared the front part of his body and she felt his naked flesh against her as he came into her. For a moment he was still inside her, turgid there and quivering. Then as he began...

  I had been going to the Yoga sessions at Aurobindo Ashram and the imposing and beautiful meditation hall had been beckoning me for a few days now … This morning I did go .. I stepped in gingerly and lay out the meditation pillows they had to make the seat comfortable .. I was sitting right across from Sri Aurobindos large portrait .. his kind but keen eyes sort of scrutinizing you.. I was alone except for another Ashramite and the sound of the floor being scrubbed.. I plugged in my ear phones and started the guided mediation to “awaken the chakras” by the Anand sangha group … I remember the initial part of the meditation and I was sinking deeper .. I was visualizing a streak of light through my spine shooting up to wards my third eye and sort of culminating and expanding there .. deeper than Id ever been.. I don’t remember much beyond it which implies I was deep into the process .. I opened my eyes slowly n saw Aurobindo’s stern penetrating gaze on me .. my eyes were already ...