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Kusum Kanojia writes in The Deccan Herald (New Delhi, India) on March 26, 2012 about one of our contributors – Kul Bhushan’s writings and calligraphy, which he also shares through workshops called ‘Meditiative Calligraphy’.

Bert feared his wife Peg wasn’t hearing as well as she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid.

A friend hosted a dinner party for family far and wide and everyone was encouraged to bring all their children as well. All during the sit-down dinner one four-year-old girl stared at the uncle sitting across from her. The girl could hardly eat her food for staring. The uncle checked his tie, felt his face

An Australian man was having a coffee and croissants with butter and jam in a cafe when an American tourist, chewing gum, sat down next to him. The Australian politely ignored the American, who,nevertheless, started up a conversation. The American snapped his gum and said,”You Australian folk eat the whole bread?” The Australian frowned, annoyed

Yes, I am a killer, in a way. I have to kill you because that is the only way for you to be reborn. I have to cut you completely from your past, I have to destroy your biography. Then only, the new can arise. Osho, The Beloved, Vol 2, Ch 4 I am not