A blog by Dr. Anuj Kumar
As a kid I remember of going to a temple near my house. The Awdhoot Mandal Temple in Hardiwar. It was a very quaint and peaceful place where even as a kid I would find solace in the cool and clean marble floor in the corner. Just few Deities were kept in the small premises …
Those extra ‘few’ pounds that stick to your belly or hips or thighs are the magic reserves….don’t waste your hard earned money to melt those extra pounds of fat ,in the heat of the exotic gyms and superfluous trainers. After attaining 50, when you are prone to all kinds of infections and diseases…remember that it’s easy …
I noted the first strand of greying, a while ago. Welcome the evening! I think I was in my late forties. I distinctly remember that I was grossly upset and palpably depressed. Me! greying? was not my cup of tea. Brimming with youthful energy, virile galore and a self proclaimed Adonis persona. Signs of ageing …
Sitting on a bench by the side of a company garden, I watched two small children play on a swing. One child went up, the other went down, and vice versa. My eyes were glued to the swing on the colourful and joyful side of my greying sixties, but my mind worked in endless …
This is a very interesting verse, penned by a close friend of mine (Late) Dr. Arun Misra. काम न कर काम का नाम कर, नाम का ज़िकर कर, ज़िकर की फ़िकर कर! I am trying to get used to a ‘neo breed ‘ in the society and ‘my’ circles, who try to show… how busy …
It seems to be a state of emergency. MeToo. There is so much pandemonium and utter confusion over the issue of sexual abuse, assault, insult, harassment etc. as many synonyms you can fish out in the Oxford. Who defines, when a social gesture done in the most couth and refined way will be labelled as …
I slept late at night, following a small party with the usual razzmatazz. I had barely doused in my much awaited slumber when my cellphone rang, showing an unknown number. There was a desperate person speaking in local dialect. ‘Is it Dr.Anuj?’ ‘Yes, it’s me’ ‘doctor sahab, my daughter’s hand his crushed in the table …
The Enigma – Destiny or God? I am a God fearing person, doing worship (Pooja) everyday in the morning, for the last how many years, don’t remember. However, I also very strongly believe in the constraints of destiny and abide by the protocol and the happenings. To the extent that I must have consulted myriad …
Wonder what would happen if the sky was white and the soil black?. What if nature was white and the water black? What if there were no shades of life? I sat down in my black chair with white cushions in a room that was painted white with a black ceiling fan overhead. There …
I was sitting on the porch, looking at the sprawling greens of my lush garden, when suddenly a small patch of plaster fell from the overhead roof, near my chair. Gosh! I was saved. The house that I live in is an ancestral, ethnic building that was built by my grandfather in the early …