Som Ranchan - Works

Works

Short Verse

The Splintered Mirror (1960)
Loose Ends (1986)
In the Labyrinth of the Self (1988)
Long Dialogue Poems
Christ and i (1982)
Mother Sharda and I
To Vivek Then I Came (1984)
Soul-Making with Sri Aurbindo (1986)
To Krishna with Love (1986)
Manjushri: Tibetan Buddha (1993)
Shirgul Parmar
Dwarf Titan
Paramahansa Ramkrishan
Kali (1998)
The Man Said (1998)
Anteros (1992)
Friendship Sahridya (1992)

Epics and Epic Cycle

Me and Columbia (1960)
rechristened as America with Love (1987)
She (1987)
Devi (1988)
Nigmas (1989)
Shirdi Sai Criticism, Religion, Psychology etc.

Walt Whitman (1967)
Salinger’s Glass Family (1989)
Sri Aurbindo, A Myriad-Minded Genius (1989)
India that is Bharat (1998)
Dobe Kit: Self Therapy (1998)
Swami Vivekananda, Insan-e-Kamal (1998)
Passage to Punjab
Folk Tales of Himachal (1982)
Sojourn in America (1985)
Durga Saptashati: Transcreation (1986)
An Anatomy of Indian Psyche (1988)
Sri Aurobindo as a Political Thinker (1998)
New Insights on Gita
Salinger’s Glass Family : An Adventure with Vedanta (1989)
Aurbindonion Yoga Revisioned (1992)
Jawaharlal Nehru: Puer Aeternus (1991)
Bonding with Bond (2007)
Mantra Manual (2008)
Dalai Lama: A Talkathon Scroll (2008)

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