Christmas, here again. Let us raise a loving cup: Peace on earth, goodwill to men, and make them do the washing up.
Truth is a pathless land, and you cannot approach it by any path whatsoever, by any religion, by any sect.
Life is our teacher. Life communicates with us all the time and it is a lesson to see how life continuously has led me to the people I need to meet, to the situations I need to experience, and to the places I need to be.
Pain and joy are like light and darkness; they are two sides of the same medal. They are interdependent and inseparably connected to each other.
I wish to make a special appeal to mothers to take up the sacred responsibility of keeping the lamp of sangita (music) burning bright in their homes and to instill a love for good music in their children from a tender age.
