His easy command over words and many philosophies are well known and can be overwhelming. And the fact that he can be with Oprah or Obama one minute, Lady Gaga and Madonna the next, is intimidating too. But sitting with Trishla Jain on a sunny January morning sipping garam chai in Lutyens Delhi after seeing the preview of her Mumbai solo show Tangerine Trees Marmalade Skies, Dr Deepak Chopra was anything but OTT, his snazzy spectacle frames notwithstanding.
Indeed, the articulate doctor and effervescent artist were absolutely on the same plane, discussing art and Advaitya, colour and consciousness, with unalloyed candour. Contemporary mandala, he murmured, looking at her distillation of the Vedantic I am in the midst of the words, I am the highest truth; I am the greatest peace; I am the grandest love. She understood perfectly, straddling as she does two cultures: a spirtually enlightened home in Delhi and an intellectually ignited legacy from Stanford.
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