Preetham Adiga

Song of the Supreme – Deepavu Ninnade Gaaliyu Ninnade It was a typical winter dusk. I had just returned from an exhausting trek from the mountains. I had spent most of the day in silence, since my energy had been focused on the ascension. Those who trek know well that trekking is mediation. Or at least, trekking takes them to a meditative state. As one treks, not only does the physical self ascends, but also turns the inner-self into an introspective mode. The so-called ‘exhaustion’ is basically the process of silencing the body and mind. I returned to my shack situated at the fringe line of the wilderness. The sun had disappeared long ago, and the sky was dark. The sparkling stars started appearing in the sky – one by one. It was a cold winter night, and I felt an urge to drink some chai . I went to a local chai -stall which was situated nearby. As I was sipping my hot cup of chai , my calm mind was soaking in the shower of sounds made by the crickets. This was an aural trea...

Solicitude at the Beach Dear Soul, I pity you, For once you hopelessly cried over the fading blue tides. Dear Soul, I pity you, For once you were disillusioned from sensing the ocean, skies and the winds. Dear Soul, I pity you, For once you had settled for the chronic waves over momentous sunset. -          Preetham Adiga