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	<title>Comments on: Letter From Pondicherry</title>
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		<title>By: Abhishek</title>
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		<description>Akash hi,
It is the most poignant thing that the every thing;sea, land, forests, trees and rivers which sustains us, we destroy them. I have been to Pondichery in the year 2005. I would hardly spend time at the beach, as you have told us that there isn&#039;t any, and instead head towards Auroville to Guatama Gardens and around. 
No other name like Auro has been commercialized in our country. Everything , it seems has become the business woven around the thread of Aurobindo. Since, we were staying at the guest house, we were constantly reminded that nothing happened to Pondichery because Mother had saved it , while punished others who did not believe. 
Now when I have read your post about the town and its surroundings, I can tie the loose ends. Other than the Boulevard I had not wanted to spend the time in the town, which again has number of pubs where one with so less money in pocket and good amount of time in hands can not go. So, I spent my time at Auroville and the beaches, where I would marvel at the people who have left the comforts of their homes and trying to make a difference in the lives of the people. I could not stop admiring Priya of the BUddha Gardens, who even tho with her constricted movements due to arthritis would run programs to encourage organic farming. And then visiting beach was amazing as I had never been so close to the beech ever. It was at the beech that I had met an old women who told us in Tamil, about her tragedy and loss due to the killer tsunami. As it is with most of the underpriviliged people, she offered us the refreshments, while we from the city show them the false hopes of resettlement and financial help, which never arrives.
I have stumbled upon your website through twitter, and I am going to spend the weekend reading all your writings here. I will keep coming back here again and again.
Thanks,
Abhishek</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Akash hi,<br />
It is the most poignant thing that the every thing;sea, land, forests, trees and rivers which sustains us, we destroy them. I have been to Pondichery in the year 2005. I would hardly spend time at the beach, as you have told us that there isn&#8217;t any, and instead head towards Auroville to Guatama Gardens and around.<br />
No other name like Auro has been commercialized in our country. Everything , it seems has become the business woven around the thread of Aurobindo. Since, we were staying at the guest house, we were constantly reminded that nothing happened to Pondichery because Mother had saved it , while punished others who did not believe.<br />
Now when I have read your post about the town and its surroundings, I can tie the loose ends. Other than the Boulevard I had not wanted to spend the time in the town, which again has number of pubs where one with so less money in pocket and good amount of time in hands can not go. So, I spent my time at Auroville and the beaches, where I would marvel at the people who have left the comforts of their homes and trying to make a difference in the lives of the people. I could not stop admiring Priya of the BUddha Gardens, who even tho with her constricted movements due to arthritis would run programs to encourage organic farming. And then visiting beach was amazing as I had never been so close to the beech ever. It was at the beech that I had met an old women who told us in Tamil, about her tragedy and loss due to the killer tsunami. As it is with most of the underpriviliged people, she offered us the refreshments, while we from the city show them the false hopes of resettlement and financial help, which never arrives.<br />
I have stumbled upon your website through twitter, and I am going to spend the weekend reading all your writings here. I will keep coming back here again and again.<br />
Thanks,<br />
Abhishek</p>
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