On our way into the city from our hotel in Taksin, we'd pass Hotel Hansa, with white swans gracing the edifice.
This always brought to my mind this Kabir bhajan:
Ud Jayega Huns Akela, Jug Darshan Ka Mela
( The swan will fly away all alone, the world is just a fairground to observe)
It seemed particularly apt, even in purely worldly terms, for us wanderers far away from home, enjoying the sights and scenes of a country not ours.
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In true FB style and therefore rather uneloquently so, I really like this post! Super-like, in fact :-)
loved this!
@M4. Chandu: Thank you, girls!
Lovely :)
Nice! Kabir in Istanbul, and why not?
@Pepper, Banno:Thanks!
Love Udjayega and I can see you thinking of Kabir in Istanbul
@U: And you have become part of my thoughts on Kabir and Kumar Gandharva. Have you read Linda Hess'
Singing Emptiness?
Been reading through all your old post and came across multiple references to Kabir. Thought of recommending (and plugging) a book on Kabir written by a dear friend. It is actually meant for young adults - but nothing kiddish about the book. It's Kabir (what else :D) by Jaya Madhavan (Tulika - i think). Will chedk wth her and let you know the publisher's name.
@Peccavi: Lovely to see you here after a long absence! I do have this book, and how I acquired it deserves a blog post of its own. Soon:)
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