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
The Love Of A Father
The son fled several times. Like any young son, he’s impatient; He’s self-occupied, but for good reasons. His father loved him deeply, as always. His returned brought joy to the father. He fell in the hands of bad counselors. He wanted to overthrow his father. “Deal gently for my sake with the youngman.” Yet he
Sweating Out Happyness
It’s Monday night again. It’s almost past 10pm and outside temperature is still raging at 40 Degrees Celsius/104 Fahrenheit and my sweat dripped down from my forehead. I went out to buy our vegetable and fruit stock for the coming week. It’s a good day to buy fresh vegetables in a slightly lower than normal
The Valley of Weeping
As a farm boy who grew up in the countryside, I’d spent considerable amount of times in the fields and in the open terrains of valleys and hills. Before we could offer help, we’re only accompanying the grownups as they work in the fields. The narrow valleys, which are too narrow to called them as
A Safe Place: Dwelling in the Strong Tower
Avian flu, locally known as fowl plague, hit our region. We kept flocks of chicken and few ducks with us, to meet our extra demand of protein for hard-working people, and as a hobby. It’s our duty to keep them safe, as an obligated owner and protector. So, we made hand-woven cage from bamboos to
Moments in Life
There are moments of full restoration, in our life; and there aren’t too. Sometimes we lacked, or seemed to lack nothing at other times. Well, let me tell you something: More than a week back, I was rushed to the Emergency Ward to the hospital. We’re hospitalized for a good long week of time. To
Growing Up with My Mother
My mother came home from the field. She looks tired; scaling the contours of hills and valleys beautifully crafted by the Creator. We eagerly waited for her to arrive home. In the shady evening, we’re hoping mother would bring us something to eat. As I can fairly recalled, her shabby dress was filled with sweat.
Broken Brain
“Dear God, my Papa’s brain is broken. He is experiencing too much pain. Please heal my dear daddy,” uttered my son in his bedtime prayer, as we were about to settle down in the bed. The next day, his subdued voice filled with emotions as he prayed, rang in my ear as I stayed home.
Wrestle Living
Wrestling, as a game or sports, did not interests me much. For the sake of knowing the sport and in admiration of their hard work, I’d watched the game. It’s a tiresome sporting adventure but when their hard work really paid off, it can change their fortune. By definition, to wrestle is to force someone
