india_withoutmakeup.164- In India every knows about Kali. a pretty sight, to be sure. If Kali ever danced anywhere for the delight of the high gods, she certainly did so in India, the home of divinities known and unknown. Everything vital toppled down, as was natural, while Kali tripped on fairy feet. Spiritual insight disappeared; intellectual acumen withered; moral probity was lost; artistic powers declined; humanism became sardonic; and the most precious of all human qualities, practical commonsense, deserted India. India become a wasteland where not a single flower bloomed. All was sand, sand and sand. But Kali is not merely the goddess of destruction; she knows how to create and re-create. From the very entrails of chaos she can pluck out unimaginable beauty. She flung on Indian shores Gandhi, who in a few years awoke the country and gifted her with the sovereign boon of independence. Having done his appointed task, Gandhi vanished into the unseen dark, leaving behind trusted lieutenants. Kind Regards! Sunder.T.
No comments:
Post a Comment