The Healing Rays after the Clouds
While putting out, here writing, about few of my physical frailties I’m often mistaken. My intention was more of relating the Amazing Grace of God, only with which we’re not consumed. Every morning, the Sun of Righteousness rose, with healing in its rays. And it’s been a while now, since I wanted to keep all
When The Church Bell Doesn’t Ring
The days are unusually calm, some ten miles away from the nearest town. Just the plain sight of the church and the bell on top the small hill gives us comfort. No one ventured out of the guarded limit. It’s threatening to one’s life to simply venture out of the small and hilly village. ‘Tomorrow’s
When the Music Evanesces
It’s only yesterday evening since the western musical night took place. We’re still in hungover mood from yesterday’s. But now we’re back in the hills and fields resuming work at a stone’s throw distance each. When a friend started a line from one of yesterday’s song, friends help him sing, humming along the greenery of
When Life’s NOT Happening
‘Me too, I didn’t want it this way,’ said me. The boring looks on our face says it all. Life’s not happening in the moment. ‘It’s alright. But I wish you get well soon….’ ‘Yeah, the time will surely come.’ We used to play football in the park, ride bicycles in the nearby driveway, in
Grass after the Rain
Most of the time, it was hot and dry here. The monsoon rains, each year, is the one we are eagerly waiting for. The fauna and flora inhabiting the area are also waiting for the rain. Grass in the corner of gardens, parks, and pavements appeared lifeliess in the dry spell of the year. But
Lean on Him
Lean on Him, As you make your plans. Lean on Him, When your plans doesn’t work. Lean on Him, As He’s fulfilling your plans. Lean on Him, As you’re in deep waters. Lean on Him, When you’re lost, blank-minded. Lean on Him, When the light got dim at the end of the tunnel. Lean on
Whose Plan Is It Anyway?
Summer holidays for my children has just begun. I can still remember the exciting plans, which we often talked about with intense eagerness and enthusiasms, few weeks before it finally arrived. We were busy with their assignments and preparations for upcoming assessment in their own classes once the school reopened. Since we’re joining a school
In Your Wings
# Your feathers covered me In your secret place, I rested. What a joy to be with you! Pouring my heart into you As I’m feeble, yet with hope In your wings, you’ll fly me In your abiding love. # As the runaway man did, I’m far from your words Yet your eyes are on