I have often dreamt of drawing with line and colour on the canvas of Time. For all these stirrings of the spirit, restless on the surface of my repose, Bharat, my India, is the source and mainspring of my inspiration. I live at that source of life and that living at the source is truly the eternal festival for me in this continuous celebration of Time, its rainbow colours and its orchestra of sounds. That is my sense of India. 
“My sense of India and its heritage does not confine itself to political boundaries, important though they are. My sense of India is the crowning glory of humanity. It is a quest and an exploration. It is a cluster of values and the core of spirituality.
“For me the sense of India is a civilizational sense, an inner experience and its many-splendoured manifestations stretching from the ancient to the present and the future. It is also the sense of new frontiers, a discovery of new horizons where Earth and Sky make their tryst with destiny. It is a state of cosmic consciousness where my thoughts impart a depth of sensitivity and compassion to the ceaseless striving. It consecrates India and the world of my dreams with a sense of the human and the divine. In those thought processes, enlivened by the axiomatic truth of “isavasyamidam sarvam,” I have often drawn and redrawn different route maps for the Future of the Past, for the onward journey of civilization and for a practical balance sheet of every day events and problems. I have constantly endeavoured to ensure, that my dialogue with Time does not deteriorate into an idle game of chess or a conversation rooted in false prejudices and rationalizations, or moves and counter moves of futile bickering and pointless controversies making thoughts and words mere pawns and puppets in a polemical game.” 

—Dr. L. M. Singhvi