Today morning, I was selecting a shirt to wear for office. The first one, I observed wrinkles, and another one also having wrinkles but lesser. It was getting late, so less time to further explore the wardrobe. I wore one of them and got ready. On my way to office, this little incidence struck my mind and took me to an understanding which all of us have but…we understand and accept it per our convenience. The new looks and re-experience… Just look back towards our childhood and, the thought process of our elders which we all have inherited. Wearing torn/ragged clothes was a taboo; symbol of being financially poor, and even inauspicious. Combed hair was only right way to groom. Coloring of hair was only thing of masking age. Huts and mud houses were the residence of poor/villagers…and many more things. We are witnessing since many years, the fashion statements are changing. The ragged jeans are costly. The wrinkled casual wears are preference. The different hair s
'Divine Route' is the route to our own soul. Our soul which has originated from the unconditional love, and it is the divine energy but, in the process of evolution, it lost it's way, and thus the identity of being the unconditional love itself. We are all in the search of ourselves...and this journey is on...