Joy-Sorrow: An Existential Meditation

It is 8 am. I am on holiday. Two of the people who matter the most – Marco, Clea – are here on holiday with me. And, I cannot help but notice that sorrow is present in the house of my being. It’s a sorrow that leaves me unavailable to listen to up tempo songs … Continue reading "Joy-Sorrow: An Existential Meditation"