Rashmi Sharma·Aug 30When the City Becomes ArtAlighting from the ScotRail onto Edinburgh's cobbled streets, I climb up to the Royal Mile (the city’s main thoroughfare), and the…A response icon1A response icon1
Rashmi Sharma·Jun 18, 2024Lost a Friend but Kept the MemoryThis lovely sketch graces a book almirah in one of my rooms. An artist friend whom I am no longer in touch with has frozen a moment in…
Rashmi Sharma·Jul 3, 2023At Thy Lotus FeetI bow down to Sri Hari, the head of my spiritual family, the adorable grandpa, who is privy to all my prayers. I offer my obeisance to the…A response icon6A response icon6
Rashmi Sharma·May 23, 2023Listen to me, mamma!It is a common refrain among parents that their children do not listen to them. But the reverse is also true. Most times, we are just busy…A response icon3A response icon3
Rashmi Sharma·Apr 30, 2023The Lost SkyI have lost that sky My claim to it is long gone With my grandparents. Nights spent on the rooftop On hard ‘charpoys’ Made soft with crisp…
Rashmi Sharma·Apr 9, 2023Truth or Lie?The vast expanse of buttery clouds sets wondering into motion. Do the deep white gorges hide milky waterfalls? Walking across the white…A response icon3A response icon3
InSanatana DharmabyRashmi Sharma·Apr 3, 2023Gitanjali: Song 27Light, oh where is the light? Kindle it with the burning fire of desire!
Rashmi Sharma·Feb 2, 2023Go, Fly a KiteLife Lessons from a Kite Flying SessionA response icon1A response icon1