A NEW WAY IN LIFE-life isn`t what we think..

`For years now, I have been trying to understand the acoustics of my life`   "Come on lad ..how long would you stay curled in your blankets? How could you want to miss the new year's firework show" - Let me sleep Dad I don't want to go anywhere. "its been almost a week that you haven't seen the daylight.At least start the new year with sparkling reflections" -Reflections are perhaps an illusion of the reality Dad. "There are no illusions son", he said smiling - perhaps you are Dad! , you have been troubling me since one week. Dad being dad persuaded me to climb the cliff. and then when I reached there, the starlight greeted me. we both lied down in the pasture as the clock ticked closer and closer to 12. I spoke my heart to him about how strongly I miss him. I told him about the depression which mom went through in his absence. The finance started to shatter and the bank was on the verge of confiscating the house.I too h...

"The Joy which your arduous efforts yield, far outweighs the weight of the affliction you carried" "How well she knows me, ha ha," we both chuckled. It was yet another Friday night for me, suddenly I felt compelled to call my best friend ruth who was out of station for her studies. we have had a special bonding knowing each other all these years. we used to text each other every day and voice calling was sporadic. everything was unusual about that night. I had my exams the next day and I was busy searching her name on the contact list. "Hello" , I said to spark a conversation. she responded by saying "hi" in a hushed tone. seeking an answer to the unusuality I just encountered I asked her whether everything was alright or not. Assuringly she said yes.everything is fine. still unappeased I asked her about her health. She seemed to be whooping throughout the conversation. she kept on assuring me again and again. "hey wa...

                                  He makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he causes me to stand on the heights.       Psalm 18:33                         “John was standing dormant staring at the cemetery where his vital fragment of life lied buried deep inside the ground. Just then a raindrop dripped across his cheeks and his consciousness startled” It was yet another sunny day as days were approaching the end of the month, and john was keen to know about the puzzle game that his beloved father would bring. John was a fun loving and mischievous, yet an obedient son of his father. John would await for days to take a leap and jump to the end of the month so as to get a new puzzle game from his dad. He loved the puzzle game immensely. He loved to put the fragments of the puzzle together so as to see what would...

It was Sunday morning as I paced up through the corridor of my house ,holding my guitar and trying to keep my untied shoe lace from getting tangled. "How come I got up late! Why did I consent the nap to have my time." As I walked through the road, I started pondering on my behaviour. I mean how could I...its not about today...but from past few Sundays am allowing my sleep to have extra time and I end up being late at the church! Its my responsibility to lead the choir! When the pastor preaches the sermon ,I get distracted and start wandering in my thoughts and I don't even bother to shift my attention back! I resent this behaviour of mine! " I came from the church not as happy and satisfied as I would come back when I started knowing God deeply! I was going through a lot..i don't know what was wrong with me ! Was I missing someone? Huh... I started worrying when a drop of tear filled my eyes . And the fact is I did not know why was I crying. I ended up ...