For the uncontrolled there is no wisdom, nor for the uncontrolled is there the power of concentration; and for him without concentration there is no peace. And for the unpeaceful, how can there be happiness? THE BHAGAVADGITA
TO MY FATHER, a mild man
I WAS TRAVELLING farther south.
She looked up through the water to find its source and caught sight of the tiny leaf that had touched her before.