Autumn has arrived, yet the sky is cloudless. The sun is shining brightly, but it brings no warmth. The soft fragrance of the shiuli flowers…
“ଯୁବପିଢ଼ିର ଶବ୍ଦରେ ଅଛି ଆଗାମୀ ଉତ୍କଳର ସ୍ୱପ୍ନ।”(In the voices of youth lives the dream of tomorrow’s Utkala.) One Independence Day in Thane, a young boy walked…
“ପ୍ରଭାତର ପବନେ ଟଗରର ଗନ୍ଧ, ଝୁନାର ଧୂପେ ଘରେ ହୁଏ ଆନନ୍ଦ।” (In the morning breeze drifts the fragrance of tagara, With jhuna smoke, the home fills with…
Inside the Jagannatha Temple, rice undertakes a cosmic journey – from humble grain to the taste of liberation. “Annaṁ Brahma – Food is the Divine itself” The Sacred…