RealPrimalConnection

Though I was born in Bangalore, the city is slowly losing its charm on me as it gets transformed entirely into a concrete jungle. On my rec...

My father was digging up a new larger patch for a vegetable garden in our backyard in my native village Mundur, Kerala. We dug a few feet...

Words can't explain my fondness for this land which is my ancestral home. Mother nature is in her abundant glory here. The ever fertile...

It was exciting times when I was in my ancestral village Mundur. Lula, a stray dog from the area had chosen a big mound in front of our hou...

A few minutes walk from my ancestral home in Mundur, Palakkad is the "Ayurveda Raw Drugs Collection Centre". It has been here for...

Dancers at Kalakshetra, Chennai  A danseuse is called "Patra" in Sanksrit. This shlokam from the ancient epic "Abinaya...

While writing the previous post about charity, I remembered that like the 3 classifications for food , Vedic literature also classifies ...