Monsoon Musings

 

The Northeast Monsoon has been pouring out its gifts at the Bay of Bengal — sometimes a bit too excessively.  On this day as the rain gods seem to be taking a bit of a break, I find myself recalling and reflecting on some lines from Savitri, which I happened to read last evening. 

For though a dress of blind and devious chance
Is laid upon the work of all-wise Fate,
Our acts interpret an omniscient Force
That dwells in the compelling stuff of things,
And nothing happens in the cosmic p...