Victim

Why is this always happening to one or the other? Is it a contagious plague aimed at destroying the humane disposition of the humans or is it like every person I meet is just another Oscar winner? I am not sure whether this is so common to be deceived right at the face rather I am the most frequent victim of such crazy deeds. It happens often that the person presumably the closest has hundred different unseen faces. It’s amazing how they dig such underpasses when you have the least of the nightmare. And this is even disheartening to realize finally, all such crooked ways when you struggle to rise or some how attaining the lost balance. How hard I have been trying to be honest and straight forward all my life? It was even difficult to remain intact many a time due to these ideals inculcated. All in vain for you get stamped... The world is so intricate and so are each personas. The wicked ways are captivating than the earnest narrow path. But I am glad as God always revealed me the twists and turns hidden. The time may be odd yet I could learn many unwritten laws of the beautiful world. It is sometimes your friends, or your colleague and even the one you love most. But the anguish and the time to heal your wound all have the same sour taste. I am tired of these insane mannerisms and the most wretched part is that I still can’t hate them all. No matter how hard I strive to value the relationships it hits me back at the most unexpected moment. Justice is always denied in all facets of life... Life will get easy in the coming days for no one cares for anyone Clutches of egotism will grab every single soul for else you will wither … Yet I seize the chance to dream of another day as serene as one could wish for !!

A Tale

It has been two months since I became a member of the blog family. An entry so silent and unnoticed for my predecessors was mightier. But as the little David stood confidently before the Goliath so have I taken the initial steps. Though I am not a mom yet I could feel the same anxiety as in when the child takes the first steps. My joy knew no bound when I got the first comment from total strangers or rather the so called “Writing Goliaths”. It’s now time to disclose how I began my journey into the world of ‘Tara rum pum’. I always wanted to do this but hesitant for unknown reasons. It was then my church turned 150 (I mean years). Ebby always loved to bring into play whatever talents or interests he has when it comes to church. There he was directing a 20 minute documentary comprising of all the celebrations and projects undertaken during the year as part of the celebration. The script writing was on my shoulder. Though he knew that I love writing not even once had he come across any of my creations. But still he had faith in me. That was the best part. I did it and he was like ohw baby !! Huh ! You might be wondering what a funny start. But he flooded me with his steaming inspiration that I had no other choice and here I am … As I stood baffled at the doorstep with hopes as high as Everest I could see a ray of concern and a soothing welcome smile. Thank you guys and I wish for many more hands to take me in..

Harvest Festival !

Annual Thanksgiving and harvest festival. This is a much awaited day in the church calendar. We follow the Anglican tradition and there are not many festivals. So its like making the most of it !!! Various church organizations were pitching to achieve the target amount. This goes into projects previously declared. Besides, all families will bring in, something or the other for auction which is held soon after the church service. Early day’s people use to bring forth their first yield as free will offering to the altar. Now where are the crops ? Hence modified to anything valuable. There were almost 600 items in the list. A fellowship time indeed ! A venue to meet all the old friends and families … It’s a free will offering and from the core of heart we should experience it. This is the most beautiful way to cherish the abundant blessings poured on us ! Did I fail to do so ? I was so worried or am still .. Its hard to practice ..

Twisted Resources

Today was a great day!! I regained my lost vigor and finished almost all of the piled up work both at home and office. And I am here again jotting down all that I feel. Life is playing all vulgar jokes but I fear to grumble for we never realize the immense blessings we experience day after day. Trials and pain never ends and it’s so diverse, but not a single soul without it. This is about how we perceive things. It’s the human nature that surprises me. Each person believes their sorrow to be the worst of all. I believe I am a good listener for my friends (whom I never expected) come and share their problems. Not even one I met wish to alleviate the pain rather they choose to ponder over their own notions. Yet they act like this whole confession is aimed at the very happy ending. Often I sit with sealed lips and believe me, it works. Beauty of silence ! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who will hear the cry of the abandoned children and the crippled souls of Bhopal ? The world with all its rich colors turned black in no time for hundreds. Do they still dream high ? Disasters and calamities are the most favorite gadget of the greedy politicians and filthy businessmen. Yet another safe resource! That’s all I can ever sense. I remember one of my friends saying ‘what worthiness do we possess than those innocent souls to be safe and sound’. Still we grumble and grumble …..