Category: Hinduism

Poetry, Essays & Reflections – Visit My Amazon Author Page


I’m happy to share that my books now have a dedicated home on Amazon through my Author Page. This space brings together my diverse writings—poems, sayings, essays, and reflective pieces that explore consciousness, human experience, and the inner journey. Readers can browse my published works, read descriptions, and stay connected as new books are added.
For many, my writing has served as a quiet invitation to pause, reflect, and rediscover clarity. Having an Author Page allows me to reach those readers more easily and continue that conversation. If you’ve followed my work or would like to explore it, I invite you to visit the page, bookmark it, and share it with anyone who may resonate with this blend of poetry and philosophy.
Here is the link to my Amazon Author Page:
https://www.amazon.com/author/samar

Why I Have Gone Into Seclusion


In this candid reflection, Sam opens up about stepping away from social chatter and phone calls—not out of indifference, but as an act of quiet rebellion against the noise of life. He muses that most of our problems arise from the restless mind and its endless buzz, which we often mistake for living. Through this introspective note, he invites readers to pause, sip coffee at sunset, and ponder whether peace begins where the “I, Me, Mine” ends. Honest, humorous, and deeply meditative, Sam’s farewell is less a goodbye and more a gentle nudge toward inner stillness.

Spinoza and Shankara: When God Became the Universe and the Self Became God


What if the philosopher Spinoza and the sage Shankara had met?
Both, separated by continents and centuries, spoke of one ultimate Reality—an infinite, self-existent essence that manifests as all things. Spinoza called it God or Nature; Shankara called it Brahman. One reasoned his way to unity, the other realized it through inner awakening. In both visions, the world is not separate from the Divine—it is the Divine, appearing in countless forms. To see this is to be free, to live it is to be blissful. The rest—names, forms, selves—are but waves on the same ocean.