“It’s a wrong choice by them,” we said. “The branch might fall. They’d be thrown off their nest!” Some trees fell; some branches broke. With my children we’re worry lot. Why not they chose a bigger branch or twigs to live? We aren’t ornithologists or bird watcher before. We’re sitting on the glass-covered patio of … Read more
‘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 … Read more
“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. … Read more
My son joined me as I was reading my daily dose of devotionals. He was learning how to read. We were struggling with those repertoires of vowels. When I hold the book in my hand, he’d simply take a seat beside me, pushing me slowly. So, for the next few moments, we are going to … Read more
