Kaleidoscope, the one that I made as a child for a school project. It was only a toy. But something inside it struck, and something eternal began whirling inside me.
I Saw It Again – On a Wall of Marble
Years later, I visited the Taj Mahal.
While most tourists were admiring the white marble or taking photos, I found myself staring into the walls. Not at the calligraphy — though that too is magnificent — but at the designs.
One design inside another. The same motif repeating in layers. Each smaller than the one before, each clearer the deeper you went.
It wasn’t just beautiful. It was… mystical.
I remember thinking — this isn’t art. This is code.
After that, I began noticing it everywhere — in mosques, in mandirs, in Sufi shrines, in ancient doorways, in wooden inlays and carpets…
Always the same feeling: A design so intricate, it couldn’t have come from a man. A pattern so silent, it had to belong to the cosmos.
A poetic symmetry drawn from marble, memory, and heritage.
Above Us, It Repeats
The same pattern echoed in the skies.
The orbit of the Earth, the spiral of the solar system, the slow turning of galaxies — everything moved not randomly, but in rhythm.
The design didn’t stop at marble. It expanded across stars.
And I realised: the sky is not empty. It’s not just vast. It’s obedient.
It follows a law. A design. A silent architecture.
The tree stands rooted on the rotating earth, while the sky keeps circling — everything bound by the same silent law
And Inside Us Too
Later, I found the same design mirrored in the micro world.
Atoms. Molecules. DNA spirals. Neural webs. The roots of trees.
Everything — from the structure of a seed to the neurons in a child’s mind — follows a pattern eerily similar to what I saw in that childhood kaleidoscope.
It’s not symbolic. It’s structural.
From synapses to starbursts, the patterns repeat within us and beyond. A Neural Network
Voices from Every Book
Every scripture I ever read confirmed the same thing.
The Gita, the Quran, the Tao, the Upanishads…
All whisper one deep truth:
We are part of a rhythm.
The Tao says, “Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” The Quran speaks of “measured proportions” and “ordained paths.” The Gita says, “He who sees inaction in action, and action in inaction, is wise.”
Each one spoke of design. Each one pointed toward a silent law.
From atoms to stars to the Kaaba — even prayers trace the path of a circle.
The Pattern — It’s All Around Us
The same rhythm echoes in atoms, roses, staircases, oceans; even the Darvesh whirls to the same rhythm | Kaleidoscope — Elesaar - A Whirling Prayer
The Rhythm Designed It
We thought we were shaping a name. A logo. A presence.
But something else was shaping us.
As a child, I had once designed a kaleidoscope — not knowing I was struck not by the instrument itself, but by the rhythm it revealed.
Back then, I didn’t have words for it. Only wonder.
As life passed by, the same pattern kept showing itself again and again, and I began to feel its subtle yet profound presence…
The pattern returned again. As a logo.
And when it emerged on the screen — framed by code, pixels, and despite decision fatigue — I recognized it instantly.
It wasn’t just a logo. It was Elesaar.
Not a design we made — but a design that made us.
A rhythm remembered. A presence reappearing. A Darvesh quietly spinning at the heart of everything.
The rhythm, the universe, the cosmic law — they work in ways we may never fully understand.
But always, always… for the best of everything. And everyone.
And years later… it returned again. Not in a toy, but on a screen | Kaleidoscope — Elesaar - A Whirling Prayer