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“Even the Storm Bows to a Rishi Who Has Nothing to Prove”

“When You Know You Are Everything, You Need Nothing”

Your Breath Is the Sutra Between Ego and Eternity

“His Poetry Isn’t Read. It Possesses.”

“She Didn’t Worship Shiva. She Became His Silence.”

Soft Tongue, Fierce Truth — The Way of Farid

“Between the Yajña and the Yearning: Where Bharadvāja Waits”

“Time Bowed to Me — Because I Stood Still”

The Fire of Tantra Doesn’t Burn — It Illuminates

“A Hymn So Holy, Even Shiva Paused”