Tribute by John M.

Chiti at Puja

I once met a teacher who taught me that all is one, all are connected, and that we live in an infinite universe without the limits of a beginning or an ending.

That our bodies—our manifestations are not limited to appearances. Our minds, hearts, spirits, or souls capable of growth and expansion beyond boundaries we or anyone else sets.

My teacher always is happy to see me, instructs in ways both mysterious and direct, and never gives up on me. I need only have these encounters without expectation, without any requirements, and I will learn—learn and share from a place bigger than my heart.

-John M.

Tribute by Mahendra N.

The Paddy That Chiti Spent Time In

ಹಾಲು ಬಣ್ಣದ ಹಚ್ಚಿನ ಪುಟ್ಟಿ ಸುನಿತಾರ ಮೆಚ್ಚಿನ ಚಿಟ್ಟಿ ಮೌನದಲಿ ನೋಡುಗರ ಮನ ಗೆಲ್ಲೊ ನೀನು ಮೌನವಾಗಿ ಹುತ್ತಿನ ಬೆಟ್ಟವ ಮರೆತೇ ಏನು ನಿನ್ನೊಡನೆ ನಡೆದ ಮೂರ್ನಾಲ್ಕು ವಾರಗಳು ಹಿರಿಯ ಜೀವದೊಡೆ ಇದ್ದಂತೆ ಆ ನೆನಪುಗಳು,

ಮಲೆನಾಡ ಮರಗಳ ತಂಪಿನಲಿ ಹುಡುಗಾಟದ ತುಂಟ ಯೋಗಿಯ ಜತೆಯಲಿ ಚಿಟ್ಟಿ ರಾಣಿಯಾಗಿ ಹುತ್ತಿನ ಬೆಟ್ಟದಲಿ ನಡೆದ ನಿನ್ನೆಜ್ಜೆ ಗುರುತುಗಳು ಶಾಶ್ವತ ಉಳಿಯಲಿ.

-Mahendra N.

Tribute by Amit H.

Chiti Giving Her Special Eye Gaze

Chiti. Calm. Inquisitiveness.

A teacher in her way.

Conversations with her eyes show you her heart, and your own.

-Amit H.

Tribute by Batt A.

A Dusty Road Near the Home of Chiti
  • A dusty road to the stars?
  • I’m pretty sure that’s what happened.
  • Now there are no stars in the Malnad sky.
  • But, you left behind an even more dusty rocket suit.
  • Let’s see where it takes me.