Tag: Grace

Dagny

Trees Are Poems

Trees are poems. There is nothing as beautiful as a tree against the backdrop of a sunny, intensely blue sky. Its leaves seem dipped in

Perfection

The day draws to a quiet close with all the perfection of a well-played concerto. It is late afternoon. The winter sun filters through the

Broken Wings (Fin)

Continued from Broken Wings (I) and Broken Wings (II) A week after her elder sister had been married off, he had forced himself on her.

Expanded Consciousness

A profound commitment to peer deeply into each moment to see how best you might discover, absorb and experience life, will open you up to

Xenoi

  Xenos (plural Xenoi) is the Greek word for a stranger or a guest who is a friend. This guest- friend might well be a

Sunday Brunch (#2)

This week’s brunch will begin with a wound. It is best to eat the bitter dishes first so that the rest of the meal can

When You Grow Up

Many years ago I went to meet the head of a society which runs many educational institutions in my city. I duly arrived at her

Modesty Anyone?

A friend opened a Pandora’s box inside my head today. At the crack of dawn (read 10 o’clock) she posted a status on FB asking

You Are Beautiful

You are incredibly, startlingly and marvelously beautiful. The most beautiful thing about you is that you don’t believe that you are. Let me prove it

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