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40 Days, 40 diverse writers @the Cross.
4/40 🌿 I’ve had the privilege of writing with some of the finest, in this Lenten Devotional : ‘Shaped by the Lamb’, inviting you to reflect on the Person of Jesus. “The desire is to become like the One we follow…” Says Rev.Dr. Cecil Clements who delivers the Word in everyday language that is both… Continue reading
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When Healing is not what we thought.
3/40 LENT For FMF Writers : Bury Mid noon. Our son’s birthday. Its a lull right now, after wishes poured in and gifts were opened. We’ve stalled some of his surprises for later. There’s been cooking and cakes, pictures put up, serial lights …he hates balloons but wants them? The bunch kept falling off from… Continue reading
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Courtesy of the Cross
Day 2 of Lent Some one asks me where exactly I’m from : India has a few parts, all of which root back to hemispheres -who- knows?! I’m southern Indian, with Christian roots, and accents from all our teachers & mates we grew with. That and more. The bloodline of Faith. The Cross. That lineage,… Continue reading
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“If they don’t give you a seat at the table, bring in a folding chair.”
Shirley Chisholm. You face discrimination? You or I quickly making us an exclusive “healthy” club – not with the ‘weak’? If so* say so, no hide. Or forever hold thy pieces : & if so, its time to take a break from that * and please not (easy) to slip into an acquired nature. Some… Continue reading
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Longing
Is Longing a prayer, Is waiting a request? My high school Principal isn’t someone I think wants to talk me, but after all this time, thru a series of events, she and I got to chat on a video call. S.Rosa is bedridden and takes a while to form her words. After looking at me… Continue reading
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Why Blogging is My Best Form of Communication
🌿 🌿Here there are no caste wars, there are bragging rights, here you yell, sulk, mope, rave, pray, Atheist & Psalmist share pew & podium. There aren’t Dislike buttons. 🌿The rules are simple. You’re free to not comment. Here I’ve met some of the best,and here I’m learning Humility, Guts, Creativity, Humor, Grace. Here too,… Continue reading
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Woman with the Tattoos: Encounters Over Coffee
Invisible diamonds. 🌿 Her brows have tattoos between them. The eyes dark with kohl, observe me over steaming cups of coffee on aluminum tables at Saji’s Coffee House. Outside, an almond tree is ripe with cables that run into asbestos roofing. Everything glistens with rain; the woman searches in her faded rexin bag. Long thin… Continue reading
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Mending Life’s Collars:
A Reflection on Wishes Walking through our streets, I wish we mend another’s torn collar, a beggar’s broken nail, his ragged asbestos roof in gutter; if we could de-clutter traffic jams burnt red and white green signals, zebra crosses running feet, slow ones staggery under walking stick; the Thought* sits across my shoulders, It scrambles… Continue reading
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Dad
🖋 I still can’t think of you in a place without me. But then, you are in the bones of my being – the pulse of my heart. On this Day years ago, you went with God. I cannot describe how it felt and feels to not have you in this life here. 🌿 Then… Continue reading
