As I grab a glass of hot water to warm me up this morning, I settle down to read the daily newspaper. Last week was gone, it was both good and bad. But before I go further, the disparaging remarks of politicians, not only, politicians but sometimes the writer’s words seem inappropriate to me. Daily … Read more
I was doubted. Not once, but several times. For an instance, once we were deeply engrossed in chatting with my potential relatives. We talked about the sleepless yet precious nights I’ve spent at the small prayer cabin in 2002. “Do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal Saviour and Lord back then?” doubted the person … Read more
It’s not easy for me to believe something. I need proof. The other way is I need to see everything with my eyes. But then, it would no more be called believing. When I see what I’m supposed to believe, I’ll be inspecting it to check it out for me. And then I’ll be on … Read more
My tryst with the colour red is paradoxical. It is seemingly absurd and self-contradictory. I don’t mind wearing red t-shirts or a red tennis cap. I think it looks good on me – making me more visible at times. However, the colour posed a great threat to me when I am driving. The LED brake … Read more
