Voice of the Pilot
In the summer of 2015, with a heavy heart, I’d boarded a flight on my way back home. I was heavy-hearted because I am back from attending the funeral service of my dear elder brother’s departed soul.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! My mother dropped me to the local bus terminal.
Thank you for reading this post, don't forget to subscribe!Raising Human
Parenting, in other words, is raising humans. It cannot be an under-performing job. More than a job, it is an obligation or duty for betterment of mankind, on a larger scale.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! In my younger days, I am part of raising several domestic animals. They get matured
Smiling: Showing Happy Face
‘Papa, you are not smiling!’ exclaimed my little daughter.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! She was in her playing mood, imitating people she has seen. These are precious moments for a Stay-at-Home-Dad. ‘Ah! You caught me, dear! I am sorry.’ I replied. She came forward pulled my cheeks to let me
Cotton in my pocket
There is always a piece of cotton in my pocket. My pants’ pocket, actually, and in between all my books and notebook. Friends, colleagues, professors, and some persons noticed. Some are curious while some of them who saw me using it told me I am being careful.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to
My Lost Spanner
Fall season for the year is about to end. People started harvesting rice from their paddy fields.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! When the harvest season is approaching, it is time for servicing of our old and very small, Rice Mill Plant. For machinery work a
Change: Yes We Can! But I Will Not!
‘Yes We Can! But I will not change!’ said one of my colleagues, smiling cheerily.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! He is not adamant to change. ‘It is time to act, not shout slogans and/or chanting what we wanted,’ he continued. We used to joke around currents happenings that almost deafen
Abiding Grace: The Joy of Sharing in Sufferings
When we suffered hardships in life, we wanted someone to talk to. That too, if we are able to talk. We wanted to pour out our sufferings by letting it out.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! There is no joy to any types of suffering yet there can be joy to
I am hurt!
“I am hurt!” said my five-year-old, stumbling on the ground. Anxious at what I do next.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! He galloped past me. I had reminded him, many times, to look out, follow my footsteps, and go slow. I waited for him to get up by himself, which I
Abiding Presence
He became one amongst them. The Heaven abider abides with them. They felt enlightened when He was with them They get comforted, they felt loved. Abide in Me, He too pleaded.Thank you for reading this post, don’t forget to subscribe! And Lo! He had served His purpose, Went to His Father’s everlasting abiding place. Deserted,
