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From Words to Knowing: Milking the Scriptures Without Worshipping the Cow

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  We usually begin our lives knowing because of words . Someone names the world for us. Someone tells us what is right, what is sacred, what matters. Language arrives before understanding, and through language, worlds form . Civilizations are born this way. The Vedas shaped one world. The Bible shaped another. So did many scriptures that came, flourished, and quietly vanished with the cultures that carried them. Words do that. They don’t just describe reality. They organize it. And yet, words are not where knowledge begins. The Milk Metaphor We Often Miss There is a beautiful image in the dhyāna śloka of the Bhagavad Gita. Krishna, the cowherd, milks the cow. The cow is the Upanishads. The milk is the Gita. Arjuna, the calf, drinks. This is not poetic ornamentation. It is instruction. Krishna does not ask Arjuna to eat grass. He does not ask him to worship the cow endlessly. He draws out nourishment that has already been transformed. Milk is not raw nature. ...

Communicative Intelligence: The Path from Awareness to Articulation

 “Slow down. Breathe.” That was how the session on communicative intelligence began - not with a definition, but with a pause. In a world that speaks faster than it listens, the art of communication begins in the mind that pauses. To communicate -  from the Latin communicare , “to share, to make common” - is to build a bridge between two inner worlds. To be intelligent -  from inter (“between”) and legere (“to discern, to choose”) is to gather meaning with care. Communicative Intelligence , then, is not a soft skill. It is the meeting of clarity and empathy, the intelligence that turns understanding into speech, and speech into understanding. Vāk and Prayer Every word we speak traces back to Vāk , the sacred principle of speech. To pray  prārthanā  is, at its simplest, “to ask.” Communication, too, is a kind of prayer: an offering of thought in the hope that another mind will receive it with grace. So we said, “May noble thoughts come to us from all dir...

The Servant-King: On Democracy, Dharma, and the Citizen’s Crown

  How else is a person to think of themselves - living in 2025, in the sovereign democracy of Bharat except as a king or queen?   We vote, speak, assemble, dissent, build, and bless. We walk a sacred geography whose memory runs deeper than our maps. But there’s a paradox at the heart of this dignity: In a democracy, every citizen is a king. But every king is a servant - Not to wealth or whims, But To Dharma (order), Constitution (vow), Memory (lineage), and Conscience (witness). To rule is to align; to align is to serve, And to serve is to make freedom accessible to those with the least power. Crown yourself, not with gold, but with restraint. Seat yourself, not above, but among. Let your word be consecrated in truth, And your work be larger than name. For we are citizens Servants to the song that outlives us, Keepers of a country we can only borrow from our children.

He Is Hers: Patriotism and the Hindu Consciousness

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  Invocation: The Verse of Rama "Api Swarnamayi Lanka na me rochayate Lakshmanah,            Janani janmabhumishcha swargadapi gariyasi." ["This golden Lanka does not interest me, Lakshmana.    One's mother and motherland are higher than the highest heavens"] Shri Rama’s words shine across the ages like an echo in the soul of this land. His refusal of golden Lanka is not rejection, but remembrance. He turns homeward not from poverty of desire, but from fullness of belonging. To him, janmabhūmi is not territory - it is truth. The Hindu loves the land, not because it is his, but because he belongs to it. He is born of her dust and drawn by her silence. His breath carries the scent of her rain; his bones remember her rivers. He does not stand upon the land as master, but within it, as flame within the lamp. The Sacred Relationship In the Rig Veda , the world is bound by a hidden rhythm: ṛtaṁ ca satyaṁ cābhīd dhāt tapaso ’dhyajāyata....

The Betrayal of India’s Children: How Vote-Bank Politics Entrenched Medievalism

When India became independent in 1947, our leaders inherited a wounded, fragile nation. Partition had torn the land, displaced millions, and left Muslims within India anxious about survival. In such a moment, our Constitution-makers faced a profound choice: should all citizens be guaranteed the same dignity in family law, or should communities retain their separate “personal laws”? They chose pluralism over uniformity. Hindu law was codified and reformed in the 1950s - polygamy was abolished, inheritance was modernized, minimum marriage ages were fixed. But Muslim law was left untouched, on the grounds that it was “too sensitive.” Article 44 of the Constitution promised a future Uniform Civil Code, but only as an aspiration. That “later” never came. And it is here that lies the great betrayal. The Vote Bank Trap In the decades after Partition, India’s political class found it easier to treat Muslims not as citizens but as a vote bank. Once  the educated elite had migrated to Paki...

The Names that Refute The Narrow Image

 The 99 Names of Allah -  al-Asmāʾ al-Ḥusnā , the Most Beautiful Names are meant to unveil the nature of God. Each Name is a facet of the Infinite: mercy, peace, justice, wisdom, love, light, patience. Taken together, they form not a list, but a vision. And yet, across history, God has often been reduced to the image of a warlord’s deity that is partial, vengeful, insecure, demanding blood and obedience. But if we listen to the Names themselves, this image collapses. The Names expose the gap between divine transcendence and human narrowness. How can al-Raḥmān  - the Most Gracious - be represented by cruelty? How can al-Salām - the Source of Peace - sanction endless war? How can al-ʿAdl - the Just - delight in eternal damnation for disbelief? How can al-Wadūd  - the Loving - be mirrored in coercion and fear? The Names do not support this narrow portrait; they refute it. They open instead to a God beyond possession, beyond tribe, beyond violence. A God who is m...

USA vs Civilizational state

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  "The Elephant does not reply to the bark of jackals. It continues walking  - and the forest listens." - An Indian Proverb (retold).          In a world that shouts, silence can be a storm. As global powers jostle for dominance through tariffs, threats, and treaties, India has chosen a different posture;  not loud, not weak, but still . And in that stillness, a quiet refusal. Not to trade. But to yield. The United States, under the renewed grip of Trump-era assertiveness, has turned the tool of tariffs into a weapon of geopolitical alignment. The rules of trade have become the rules of obedience. Fall in line or pay the price. Are the other sovereign nations to bend?  Yet, India does not bend . She does not call press conferences to denounce Washington. She does not threaten retaliation. She does not display performative defiance. Instead, she continues - importing Russian oil, minding her energy security, walking her own strategic path....

Doomsday Scrolling and The Whisper of Silence

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"I engage with Social Media as a seeker, not a scroller. The deeper caves are entered with reverence, not recklessness." I do watch reels and shorts - but not always, or mindlessly.

Cor Rectum Inquirit Scientiam – A Right Heart Seeks True Knowledge

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 A few weeks ago, I was invited to speak at a College in Kerala. I couldn't make it, but this post has its roots in what I had planned to speak then. When I first encountered the motto of Sacred Heart College, Thevara -  Cor Rectum Inquirit Scientiam -  it made me think, and it made me smile. Simple. Truthful. It suggests that a right heart, not a clever mind - seeks knowledge. Not data. Not degrees. But wisdom. In a world that often prizes performance over presence, this can feel like a quiet rebellion. So let’s pause and ask: What does it mean to have a right heart? And what kind of knowledge does it seek? This post is an invitation to explore those questions - gently, honestly, together. Part I: The Inner World 1. What Was Written Into You? Before we mastered exams, we learned how to earn love. Before we could spell “career,” we felt the sting of comparison. Childhood doesn’t just fade - it leaves samskāras -  subtle impressions on our minds that ...

The Flame Bearers

A Poem, A Video, A Civilizational Invocation --- We do not begin with protest. We begin with remembrance. This poem, titled The Flame-Bearers, was not made to impress. It was made to invoke— nine flames that awakened and carried the Shakti of India forward, not as history, but as breath. 🎥  [Watch the poem as a video here] --- ✍🏽 Why This Poem Was Written I wrote The Flame-Bearers in a moment when India felt both radiant and forgotten. The nation had been spoken of too often as problem, policy, pain.  But a nation is also fire. So I asked: Who kept the fire alive, when the world tried to put it out? These nine names rose—not just as facts, but as forces: Roy, Dayananda, Vivekananda — civilizational consciousness awakened. Tilak, Pal, Lajpat — the ground shook. Gandhi, Bose, Bhagat — the will incarnated. And behind them all: Ma Bharati — not a flag, not a map, but the Flame Herself. --- 🌿 The Full Poem 🔥 The Flame-Bearers A poem in invocation 🌿 Raja Ram Mohan Roy He walked...