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Reflections & a New Journey

REFLECTIONS…

Gazing out from the window of our lock-down home, I observed the green parrots with their sharp tails, and the distant hills as though shaped and textured by divine fingers passing its way through the mounts.

The entire world is locked. Not a country is spared! How glaring is that?

Is it an anomaly or a cure?

The lofty talks of architectural sustainability and green buildings alone… is surely not adequate.

The earth, our shelter where we step every day, breathe every moment - is undergoing a major crisis – a catastrophe.

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The decade long worship of my life is the manifestation of a glorious building. The building bears the potency to inform, educate and uplift – the millions of souls who will come and place their heads in the sacred dust of the special space in Mayapur.



Sounds of drilling machines, hammers and marbles. Smells of wet concrete, and dust of cutting stones. Sights of scaffolding, and busy helmets appear like movement of ants amidst blue domes – all comes to an uncertain halt.

Could one little bug be so powerful to speed break a divine prophecy? Or is there something much deeper that is not yet explored?

 

BEING A CONTRIBUTOR

Organize… plan… and then execute. A job well planned is half the job done! The difference between an evolved thinker and a regular thinker is the ability to respond. Leading the TOVP Architecture Team, I felt the responsibility to respond to this world catastrophe, as an individual and as a team. The team in it’s full gusto has responded very successfully by using this time efficiently in detailed planning, drawings, details, research, re-organizing our archives, to prepare for construction.

On an individual level, I continue to feel a deep calling from our beloved mother nature (Prakriti), who is a manifestation of Laxmi Devi Herself. The very Personality for Whose energy, this wondrous temple is being constructed calls for some fixation at another dimension. If the exploits of nature continue, we will see no end to the catastrophe.

 

FIRE

Thoughts like, ‘I want to make India a corona free country … or at least Pune, or at least the area where I live’ made their entry into my mind time and again.

The fire satiated intermittently when I could offer people some support in terms of food for the security and senior citizens, distribution of homeopathy immunity boosters, money to the needy and emotional warmth to the ones who had their families far away.


I soon realized, there was no quick fix solution to this. It needs mending at grass roots - a gradual evolution of people’s journey, a revival of the values and ethos, and re-establishment of the narratives at its roots.

 

SCULPTING THE FUTURE

Awareness – application – empowerment

With this model in mind, I decided to connect with the future of tomorrow – the children.

What the potential leaders of the future really need to know never goes down in text books. Along with my very dear friend, who is the principal of a renowned school, I took up the responsibility of conducting some heartfelt, grass-root sessions with children - educating them about the significance of the elements of prakriti which has been exploited, abused and is now rebelling.

Realizing that every seed takes it’s due time to sprout and grow, it brings me a deep sense of satisfaction and humility to know that my journey of inner growth has begun to touch lives that have great potential towards a flourishing nation and a cognizant planet.

 

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