Learning Art of Healing through Anoushka Shankar’s Love Letters
- February 26, 2020
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade – Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
READ MOREHer summit is like a fulcrum on which the heavens lean, balancing the setting sun and rising moon – Stephen Alter
READ MOREThe leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools – Henry Beston
READ MOREI know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it until it begins to shine – Emily Dickinson
READ MOREHeaven opened and the water hammered down, reviving the reluctant old well, green-mossing the pigless pigsty, carpet bombing still, tea-colored puddles – Arundhati Roy
READ MORESometimes, if you are lucky, you will see the moon coming up, and two distant deodars in perfect silhouette – Ruskin Bond
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