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Daily scribble in Kannada

Desert Wind Songs

October 12, 2025
✏️ Day 29 – Desert Wind Songs
 (UAE)

My pencil rolled across the page like a dune.
Golden curves, soft and endless.
Then—vroom!—a streak of silver sliced through.
A race car!
Right in the middle of my desert!

The pencil laughed,
saying Abu Dhabi loves to surprise.
One moment you’re counting grains of sand,
the next you’re counting laps at Yas Marina.

I drew the city’s edge—
glass towers rising like mirages,
a falcon gliding overhead,
its wings tracing the shape of speed.

Then came a secret:
there’s a hotel here where rooms
overlook the Formula 1 track—
and when cars race by,
the windows tremble with joy.

I signed my name quickly,
half afraid my pencil might take off too.
The wind outside hummed low,
and for once,
it sounded like an engine dreaming.

✨ If your pencil could race the wind, where would it stop to rest?
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Golden Quiet

October 11, 2025
✏️ Day 28 – Golden Quiet
 (Brunei, Bandar Seri Begawan)

My pencil woke up whispering today—
soft, respectful, like it had entered a palace.
The page glowed even before I touched it.

It began to sketch domes,
golden and round like morning suns.
Then came the water,
reflecting the Sultan Omar Ali Saifuddien Mosque,
so perfectly that I almost didn’t know
which was the drawing and which the dream.

The pencil paused to tell me a secret:
this mosque stands partly on a lagoon,
its bridge made of marble so white
that even clouds blush beside it.

I shaded a few ripples below,
and the reflection smiled back at me.
When I signed my name,
the pencil shimmered faintly—
as if it too had learned how to bow in light.

✨ If your pencil met its reflection, what truth would it draw first?
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The Lamp of Many Names

September 5, 2025

Sanskrit’s Timeless Words for the One Who Dispels Darkness

There are words in every language for a teacher, but Sanskrit gives us a whole constellation of them. Each name is like a facet of a jewel, reflecting a different light on what it means to guide another. To teach is not merely to explain or instruct; it is to remove darkness, to shape character, to inspire inquiry, and to walk beside the learner through life’s passages. In honoring these names, we also honor the timeless role of the teacher — the lamp that lights the way.

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