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Prose

Eco-designer Samudra writes about growing up in Brittany (Northern France) – from her memoir ‘The Freedom of Having Nothing’: “There was never really a time when I wasn’t making new things out of old. It was always going to be that way.”

A fable by Madhuri. “When we look out from our open houses into the forest, the brightest of birds have come back to us; and our labours are gentle, and enough to feed us; but we no longer wrestle and hustle…”

A fable that came to Chinmaya in 1991 during the Mystic Rose silent sitting in the Lao Tsu walkway at the Meditation Resort in Pune