My New Book

My New Book

On February 23, 2022, I published my fourth book titled “From the Sideline.” Five years down the line, my topic has changed. I no longer write much about the topic relating to the subject  I secured my Master’s Degree with. It’s a privilege to write and publish one more book despite my chronic illness, which

Let her live

Let her live

Put it down now Hold your breath Now hold your fire Don’t pull the trigger now Unload it, stay low Let’s enjoy the peace # The morning sun Rising in the back We’re waiting for the sun On this foggy morning She looks beautiful As she faced our side White fur clean as ever ##

How do you See?

How do you See?

All of us see things, in other words, we may just call it as your perception. Yours and mine will concur at some point but diverge at any given specific point and time. For some reason, our cultural upbringing plays a role in how we see things. Yet I wanted to go a bit further

You are not alone

You are not alone

### You are not alone when we face uproars in our way And, I am not alone either. When we struggle being together At least for a minimal time The almighty is always with us ### When we met in the bylanes of M Our walks and our talks there Naysayers would like to know

Relief from the Storm

Relief from the Storm

When the storm passed by, quick relief in any form is what we desired the most. The whirling strong winds blurred our vision, forcing us to seek refuge in whatever way we could. My recent post, here on my site, was just me sending out distress call among my readers and children of God to

Alive

Alive

If you’re passing a glance at this post or if you’re spending a few minutes of your time reading it, it means you’re alive. It feels good to be alive! Some years back, before the emergence of Covid-19, I spent 44 days in the hospital which was followed by a series of week-long stays in

Words

Words

All I have with me is words right now. Yet I do not take it as the diminutive sign of me. Well, it might be. Words – I’m not well versed with my choice of words either. As I sat alone in the sitting room of our small four-walled accommodation, several things came to my

Christmas Offer!

Christmas Offer!

I don’t want to hide it – it’s too deep, too large, holy and divine for me to hide. So, here’s the offer: a divine relationship, holy intimacy. If the words sound strange or too big, let’s put it this way – the offer is God opening his arm wide open for a truly deep

Rescued by the Stranger

Rescued by the Stranger

It was the last week of October 2021, on the road, while driving, I could sense the aura of my chronic disorder running through me wildly. To the best of my ability, I tried pulling up my vehicle on the roadside. Somehow, we ended up getting stuck in the evening traffic rush. So, we stopped

Accepting me

Accepting me

You have to accept it. Not only that live by it- my wife reminded me. But that’s not easy. I have to accept me. It’s my condition – I’m living with chronic illness. Not in a very bad condition but with little progress. It’s one of those things I need to do, more than once.

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