SADHGURU’S TEN TIPS FOR HAPPINESS AND SUCCESS
Like many other things, Philosophy also arrived by the back door in my life. Never took a course in Philosophy but sitting on the banks of the River Seine in…
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Like many other things, Philosophy also arrived by the back door in my life. Never took a course in Philosophy but sitting on the banks of the River Seine in…
HOW TO FIND HAPPINESS IN HAVANA AVOID FOREIGNERS AND TOURISTS Unless you are a tourist or an expatriate, one does not ordinarily encounter them, if you are resident in Miami…
I am in the hamlet of Walthill in North Eastern part of Nebraska, part of the UmonHon Indian reservation. Last night a snow storm passed through this region, dumped about…
I had presented at a Latin American Congress of Academics my findings about the FALSE TAINOS of Baracoa. People who have some genetic admixture of Native Blood in Cuba (estimated…
Now That Cuba Is Open, Americans Aren’t Going an interesting article published in Bloomberg News https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2017-02-17/now-that-cuba-is-open-americans-aren-t-going
WARNING TO VISITORS TO CUBA Recently there was an article in the American Media to avoid certain places in Cuba... and it included the tourist ghetto of Varadero, the false…
THE MAGNANIMOUS MALAYALEES OF FORT COCHIN During my ongoing visits to Fort Cochin, I have met some wonderful friends, and I must say some of them have become good friends.…
It is a Friday evening at 8 30 pm, I am at the Executive Club 4 th floor at the Madrid Barajas Airport Hilton Hotel. It is 230 pm in…
“Wherever you have friends, that’s your country. Wherever you receive love, that’s your home. Whoever gives you love, that’s your parent.” – Tibetan saying. As quoted by the Dalai Lama.…
The portrait above is that of the Great Chief Sitting Bull of the Lakota. I had spent this weekend indoors. While this house is in an isolated part of the…
16 January 2017 It is that time of the year in these Plains. Leaves had already fallen into oblivion and the stark trees pait themselves against the grey canvas of…
The mercury has not crossed the zero, outside it is an eery silence, the roads of this hamlet gleam, the ice thick as paste. No humans in sight, no vehicles,…