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Table of Contents Index PART I: Snow in Srinagar Exile Reaching Srinagar The city of fame Rainy afternoon in ... Up the Sindh river in a doonga Snow in Srinagar Chilai Kalan Crossing the Vitasta Journey into the Himalayas Ishbar evenings Pony ride in the Liddar valley Views of Haramukh My father in Hawaii PART II: Ten Thousand Years of Solitude The Fire in the Waters Records of our lives Threads Ask Krishna The Conductor of the dead A Wounded bird The riddle of Isha Patanjali's song The hidden path up the hill Inner Sarasvati Naming things On high desert A small beginning Uncovering Seeking answers Nachiketa's dual Quantum implications Chance and necessity A Boy and his dog Book in pdf format
A river named Sarasvati dried up four thousand years ago in the plains of India when the rubble of earthquakes blocked its path.
The priests took their chantings to another ford and declared that the old stream still flows underground.
There is another Sarasvati that flows through our minds irrigating the inner landscape. Will the faith and anger of the believers dry up this river?
The Secrets of Ishbar
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