One of coldest days, gloomy, murky. Someone was wiping Mahatma Gandhi’s statue when we walked  pass the small but lush corner at Union Square.

It is a bit ironic to see Mahatma Gandhi Ji at the part of city, surrounded by high-end and discount retailers, crowded with overflowing tourists and locals. Well time is always money, For the boys at Union Square, as the lyrics goes.

Has anyone heard Bapu Ji talking, with his calm yet urging, soft yet convincing voice, on social justice, on universal love, on non violence, on disassociation with material life, on freedom and independence? Read the rest of this entry »