Where is fate, and who is fate? We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate. None else has the blame,

The man who cannot write even his own name can be perfectly religious, and the man with all the libraries of the world in his

O foolish one, cease to identify thyself with this bundle of skin, flesh, fat, bones and filth, and identify thyself instead with the Absolute Brahman,

The stupid man thinks he is the body, the book-learned man identifies himself with the mixture of body and soul, while the great man possessed

Divali was at first a festival of the Vaishas, but has now become a festival for all. It is today celebrated very elaborately throughout the

It is a great privilege to write on any religious festivity and especially so on the extremely important and significant Festival of Lights – Divali.

Butter may be churned out of water or oil be extracted out of sand, but without the practice of Bhajan none can cross the ocean

I can cheat others, commit theft, and hide myself, thereby saving myself from punishment of the state law, but I cannot save myself from the

In this age of Kaliyuga there is no other religion than glorifiying the Lord by utterance of His holy name, and that is the injunction