I remember how cold it was that night. I had taken them out for dinner; she and her mother. I’d just landed my dream job and I wanted to celebrate with her. Her mother invited herself, as I had (wrathfully) expected. To keep things her mother under control, I brought my brother along. The mother […]
Year: 2014
A Sense of Well-Being
You long for a sense of well-being. Who doesn’t? You long to reach a state of peace and contentment in which God is in His heaven and all is right with the world. A quest for that state is fairly common. It is so closely associated with a state of happiness that it is all […]
Thought is Action in Rehearsal
Some years ago I read a book called Make a Life Not Just a Living written by Dr Ron Jenson. The merits of the books are too numerous to list here. Suffice to say that if you haven’t yet read the book, you missed something wonderful. I trust you will repair the omission speedily. However, […]
HALT
For the umpteenth time, Arusha’s stomach rumbled. She was running too late to eat breakfast in the morning. Once she reached office, she had been sucked into a whirlwind of fire- fights. She hadn’t even noticed lunch time come and go. It was almost five in the evening now. With the first slack in her […]
My Friend Mani (Fin)
Continued from My Friend Mani We went to Mani’s home next evening. We took chocolates and a couple of board games for his two children- a boy and a girl- who were the same age as our girls. For Shikha we took a length of dress material and a book on machine embroidery patterns. This […]
My Friend Mani
I really don’t want to talk about Mani. But I must talk about him. I feel compelled to tell the story- and to tell it truthfully. It makes me look bad but that can’t be helped. I need to tell you what happened to my friend Mani; for the sake of everyone associated with the […]
Open Up
The person you honor by sharing your ‘shame storm’ with, must be non- judgmental, to accept you completely with all your imperfections and confusing contradictions. They must give you the space in which you can stand naked without wondering what they might be thinking. They must be someone to whom you can confess your most terrible fears.
Milk Of Human Kindness
Sid Balachandran hardly needs an introduction. Chances are, if you are in the market for quality reading and edge-of-the-seat fiction, you’ve come across Sid’s blog I Wrote Those. That he is a core member of the very popular Project 365 team is just the proverbial cherry on top. A few days back Sid asked me […]
Moral Of The Story
I read a version of this story somewhere many years ago. I believe someone sent it to me in the mail. Ergo, don’t bop me over the head if you’ve read it before. There was a farmer who was an enthusiastic horse breeder. He specialized in breeding race horses. He collected different breeds of horses […]
An Hour In The Garden
I don’t know why I have come into the garden today. Everyday when I return from training, I go straight upstairs. Today, I didn’t. Instead of turning right from the gate towards the stairs, I turn left into the garden. I take off my sandals and walk barefoot in the cool, moist grass. The garden […]