Past-life regression and future-life progression are two wonder therapies enthralling seekers today. Can the yesterday and tomorrow of our life be known today? Can it help us understand this present moment?
By Ambica Gulati
Photographer Suman Sarkar captures beauty in the most mundane of places
Hurried steps reach for the temple. A blast of wind. All hell breaks loose.
Gods pour their scorn from the skies. The plastic bag breaks. Fragments of goddesses
lie strewn on the road.
Yet, the eye roves and the feet surge ahead,
coming to a standstill beside a pond, rippling under the morning sun. Reeds look
down at their shadows and chuckle as ever-expanding circles break their other
selves. A group of ducks files past in regal pettiness. Another search. Another
day.
Eyes swivel around and the feet turn.
A shimmering shrine
in white, the Taj Mahal. Ode to an immortal love. Loneliness creeps inside. A
mournful Shah Jahan waiting for his beloved Mumtaz Mahal to walk out of the marble
splendor. Four pearly minarets hold fort for the lady, embalmed in the abyss of
earth. A poignant pining that travels through centuries.
Nearby, a stark
tree waits for bountiful spring.
Footsteps reverberate on the white marble.
Glassy eyes seek the sacred shrine. Divided, yet one. Caught in a stream of sunlight,
a monument to love imprinted in memory. Clicked in a flash, captured forever.
Meanwhile, dancers prepare for the festival of joy. Swaying in erotic mysticism,
lost in rhythm. Ecstatic, their souls cling together. Another waits in the wings,
resting ghungroo-clad feet on the soil, purifying the earth with rangoli.
From the skies, Mother Nature lovingly brushes her gaze. Storm clouds herald
rain, while a woman plays conjurer with her dog. Bleak companions. Night creeps
in. The day is over. Tired eyes seek the solace of the dark.
Beauty lies
in the eyes of the beholder... or is it in the click of a shutter?