Early Christmas Spirit

Christmas

In the countryside where I spent most of my childhood, certain wildflowers brought about the early spirit of Christmas. These flowers often brought with them the smell of Christmas, with its festive celebrations in the Purvanchal Range of the Himalayas extension, the hills have sloped down to a certain level, merging with grasslands in between … Read more

Trusting and Limitations

trusting God

‘Maybe you don’t trust God enough Remember nothing is that tough You put too many limitations on you.’ If these were directed at you how will react? Sometimes, directly and indirectly, I have come across these bits of advice. It sounds better to call it bits of advice. I suppose I need more wise words … Read more

Letters from My Father

My father wrote letters to me; more often than any girl would. It was written with love. Neatly written in his very own hand but with severe curves, which could take time to read. Today, I am submerged in a plethora of emotions, thinking back at those good old times. My father would used papers … Read more

Hope amid Despair

depicting hope amid despair

Hope and despair are the two sides of life. It goes hand in hand. Sometimes, it appears that the latter out-shadowed the other. During the last days of my father, I was in great despair. My father must have been in despair too. However, he did not let us know much about it. Father has … Read more

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