Writing
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If this Blog-Post were a One-Pot- Meal
🍝Hello February 2626🍜 Error in the auto generated image below: but it is quite a number to look at. 2626*. That’s 600 years down … oh my, will there be Blogs? Where’ll you and I even be? *Not what I was thinking on, while doing this Post. Was having a calm Day2 here, complete with Continue reading
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The Power of being a little more than Human
FMF Writers: Cold At the Mall last night. we get to its first floor foodcourt and a middle aged man settles next to our son Yona. He’s looking friendly and keen to chat. “Oh no. ” I think, disappearing from the scene to get us some sandwiches. It is near 6 pm. From the corner Continue reading
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..you been on a trip, you were in awe and don’t have great words or pics, leave alone blogability ..?
First our booking at a Paloya Lodge got mysteriously canceled. Three hours later we find a villa by the confluence of two rivers; India they say rightly, is not for ‘beginners’ the whole week still vivid with images I’ve not really seen out the window before. Lorry next to us, had these leaves tied to Continue reading
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Blogging Is An Emotion
What do for leisure? I don’t have it Sir. Or maybe I just use another name for it… 🌿 Today I know this Blogging thing is an Emotion! I’m too old to lie here just lying. 10 pm we get home, from St. jericwpdhes street, Doc’s needle was the size of a tree trunk yesterday, Continue reading
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‘When you felt loved’:
🌿An extraordinary road trip: One time stands out: the road to Kaup beach and back. This beach is a romantic stretch alright, but more so because here my Dad first met Ma. She was all of 11, he was 17.. Long story around the black and white lighthouse : (see coastline in our Speedboat). (Oh 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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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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Dyou hear the Earth sing?
We are interconnected human experiences, blending trust, forgiveness, and regeneration daily. Continue reading
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What’s the greatest gift someone could give you ?
🌱🌿 If a human life could be saved through mine, that’d be the greatest Gift a person could give me, because nothing else in this life is permanent. We may have 206 bones and some tendon/ flesh on it, but shut our eyes and we are that inner life where spirit, soul meet bone marrow. Continue reading
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✝️he Cross & Christmas#Advent2025
#24 A Prayer a Day 🌿 Human Whisperer: Saviour of my soul, You wake me morning by morning, Lord God, today You led me to a little town manger bathed in starlight, Your gaze leading me past my need for affirmations, {“is He (God) real?“} confirmations, oh- looking past human tendencies to doubt You : Continue reading
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Give me the mind of Christ
#2 s l a y. a. g o l i a t h. Another misty 6 am. Am woken up with the words, “Wake up child.” It was a dream? But the heart sings as feet touch floor. It is that morning pre- blue. “Wake up child?” The whole place is smiling. Even the river Continue reading
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Happy Feat !
embracing the Spirit of Christmas with ‘Penguins‘ “..penguins of the cold Antarctic, find that one of their lives’ flaws is that they don’t get the magic of a life with Santa Claus, for they …have been placed far poles apart…” (Quote: Andrew of FMF Writers) “Dearest Lord God of the Penguin & us humans, I Continue reading
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Gandhi, Gujarat & me
Our window overlooks national army land. 100 meters from my window. If the light is good, I can see some of their uncut face skin, their arms and shoes. Sweet dearest Lord God, am not swearing, but they go to Kargil/ wherever, while I sit here trying not to be a crab, for a mean Continue reading
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Spark
The room is dark except for dusk lights seeping in. Paru smiles like she means it. I don’t know whether to sit or stand, this is awkward. She’d lost her entire family in a series of events I don’t want to say. What can you say. After everyone’s gone home to their families, there will Continue reading
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Embracing Faith in September: 🌷the Landscape of Prayer
Pray September! It is another September. She’s notorious, again! In an earth – tinier than a peppercorn in space, we are citizens of 2 Kingdoms, both tangible, invisible almost. We belong to heaven or hell. The air is heady with News. Hurt news. Humanity is not one whole ensemble anymore. Some kneel at gods of Continue reading
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The Silent Stories of Rain: A Coffee Shop Reflection
The rain fell in the steps outside Crown Coffee. It fell in the trees and on the girl lying in the steps of Crown with her baby. Then the rain fell on truck loads of somethings, and it fell in the slush and gutter and in nice shoes getting off a grey cab, and going Continue reading
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We see not with eyes, but with our mind
Annama sees through my face. There’s a hoard unlocking out of her. I see Us in her, I see our accumulated communal… local/global grief, I see forbidden joy in her sparkling eyes, and then the tears fall. She cannot forgive herself, nor the family that’ve abused her over the years. So she walked away from Continue reading
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Generations of Verse!
Alice Aunty is feisty and bright eyed at 94+ in purple+pink saree. (She tailored that blouse, and says my Ma taught her..) Chennai is sizzling as we visit her airy first floor Living room, with son Selvan S. (Theologian)- cousin bro has her doe eyes, grand daughter Blessy too. My Dad had them, and his Continue reading
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Nervous!
“Don’t.” She says. It isn’t just a warning, it is a rifle pointed right in my nose. We were 12 and 13, and now decades later Kila is still saying that to me; she knows what kicks me raw in the gut where I keep intuition but now am flinging it out the window – Continue reading
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For I am persuaded …!
Trish* just recovering from surgery is back home now, her lovely face underlined with strength : the joy of clear reports slightly overshadowed by surgery. “It was too much for me to think of myself, so I just focused on my Lord. Listened to music, worshipped. I did not ask for healing, but for patience Continue reading
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The Power of Story
FMF Writers, Prompt Pursue. Uncle Thoma insisted I write short story; he was a Journalist “Write love stories, hate stories, don’t stop” Pursuing is a whole different revolution around the sun. Now just when my eyes are not so great, the Nudge returns. Write! Uh, not easy. My retina need breaks now and then, or Continue reading
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December Ember
“What can I say?” Said little Teardrop, to the Seribud Deer. “Say nothing, then,” He replied, un jumbling Hisself in her eyes, and she knew He spelled. ‘B- r-u-i-s-e-d, R-e-e-d ‘ for ‘Seribud Deer’, wheeeeh! Tear Drop glowed out loud: He was really Bruised broken for her- she understood that her little or long words Continue reading
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Billy, Hussain, Theresa…but Jesu!!!?
At Amsterdam complete with windmills in green fields, Art Galleries of the greatest, Schiphol, Diamond cults and Red lights, I met The Billy Graham at a convention for Itinerant Evangelists, almost every nation on earth in that Rai Centre. My roommate, a Finnish blonde didn’t speak a word of English, so I became her aide; Continue reading
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Two much!
Two things struck me today as I headed home from a Mall where everything went wrong, except for the sweet old lady at the escalator, she had two bags and a grin, maybe at the fact that she was just plain happy I don’t know. I’ve been suspicious of Escalators. Yea I know – I’m Continue reading
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Have you been so in awe, you didn’t take enough pics?
have you been startled by stone step inscription touching your feet, almost pleading attention -the sun, a pure white 37° , it feels like 47; and it hits me in the place where humans store our spirit: am stepping in Era that halved history : BC/AD! Light falls in slabs of Words. Everyone is quiet, Continue reading
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Miracle of a scar
Scary when they tell you your retina is thinned out in the centre???? These Babes are never wrong. White coats, glossy black sweet bat girl frames, mid 30s? I’m muttering prayer in my teeth. Turns out its just the Macula scar I’ve had: 15 million blind in India, I get a piece of that miracle Continue reading
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Embracing Life’s Challenges: Lessons from the Sea
That September we had a small celebration, our youngest was a baby. How d’you describe the sea to a blind person, leave alone a tiny human? We did our bit, but he wailed, burrowed face in me. The sand, the huge amount of it, was too much for his little fingers. He’d just begun to Continue reading
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Family Secrets
..they travel in our bags and hair, in the lashes of our eyes, in the accents of our curries.The word “Secret” can make you think in darkish undertones, but an “ish” is an “ish”, a suspect emotion. And Families are fantastic streams of discussion. That cupped with traditional plates and sauce of soul-chat, is sheer Continue reading
