Tuesday, August 29, 2006

At Nilgiris

The security man felt insecure when we entered the store.
So he followed us.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Have to Say

I always have to say something, cannot just let it go.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

In The Mean Time

Hold on to God's faithfulness.
Smile

She might be too small but she knows smiling.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Food

I did not really realize untill recent that food matters to me that much. I always could eat almost anything as long as I was not hungry. I did not really care as long as it was warm, with some salt and with some tomatoes along on the side. Until recently couple of afternoons I was in a prickly mood. When I thought of the reason I recognised that I was craving for the food that I liked and was used to.
I want to be saved of this misery (prickly mood) and be able to just eat so that I can live, and not let the food make my day.
Thank You !

You are the best egg omlette maker! Thank you!
Mean

They did not know that already in the age of six and seven they were so mean and cruel. They called ugly mean names that would cripple one's life for many years, inplanting low self-esteem and self discontent. And it would take years and lots of love, if found, to grow in confidence of self and to walk in the fullness of character.
She

Can't escape, should only walk through it with patience, willingness and perseverance .

Monday, August 07, 2006

Reminder

I like to be reminded of the good things of the past. It helps me in the present and encourages to look forward to the future.
Both Have Chances

"The rights and the freedom of one individual end where the freedom and the rights of another individual start."
R.K.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

The Mosaic of Life

I met this little girl several times on the court later in the evenings. The first day she stood behind the metal fense, curiously watching me. I could not hold the smile, she smiled in return. Next time she sat beside me. We could not have a conversation because we did not know each other's language.

Two weeks later she ran to meet me, again on the same place. She was all smile. Her hair was completely shaved, which made her beautiful dark eyes even bigger. She quietly sat near me. I reached out and gave her something, I think it was a silly chewing gum, the only thing I had. She accepted it and smiled.
We quietly watched the game on the court. Occasionally I looked at my little companion and she would grant me with a sincere smile.

When the game was over one of the boys translated for me that the girl's father passed away and that is why her head was shaved, according to the tradition.

I thought of life's mosaic. It is like a patchwork quilt - joy and sorrow at the border, just a thin thread separates, stitching it all together into one piece that constitutes one's unique life-destiny.

Girl's smile in the midst of loss that late evening allowed me to see one patchwork quilt. It was beautiful.

Familiarity

I am looking for familiarity in people, in food, in surrounding.
I do not always find it.
Only the wind was blowing the way it would before, but the sound was different - it was a coconut tree that it was playing with this time.
Let the wind blow.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Baby Work

She does a very good job in being a baby. She smiles and giggles, frowns and burps. She eats and sleeps and makes bubbles. She smells like milk and wets her dipers. She brings smiles to the faces of many others. She is an exemplary baby.
To Differ

She screemed because she was in pain.
He screemed because he thought he was the boss of the situation.