SPIRITUALITY ON ROADS
People in India usually don't smile on the roads. Roads witness people in hurry, in frustration, in rash, in their utmost selfish instinct to make their own paths and reach their own destinations. How irritating it gets to get stuck behind a slow tractor. How nasty horns remarks the rickshaw puller to be too slow in the fast paced world. Instead, I just thought to stage the roads of my country with patience, smiles, greetings, a tinge of selflessness. My contribution, my way...for my country. A little bit of me (AAHISTA) for all of you on the roads. Roads are excellent place to worship, feel the bliss, be grateful, get aware of real sorrow and pray for the underprivellaged. My car is my temple and I get timeless there. I'm all soul and those thirty minutes in the morning I'm surrounded by heavenly aura of my love. I feel all the love I'm blessed with. It's the most wonderful time of the whole day. I have thirty golden minutes to let my true self flow