I Called Him Father

Until a year ago today, there was someone who loved me dearly and was always available for me: I called him Father! He was my birth father. When I’m among men I’d proudly called him “Father”. He taught me the way of life, in that manner, I could best learned from him. His advises are … Read more

Letters from My Father

My father wrote letters to me; more often than any girl would. It was written with love. Neatly written in his very own hand but with severe curves, which could take time to read. Today, I was submerged in a plethora of emotions, looking back at those good old times. My father would use pages … Read more

Compassion and Hope: Renewed Every Morning

The same year I graduated from University I have seizures. To meet my immediate financial needs I’d started joining a private firm or MNCs. It was here, at my workplace, I’d suffered this unusual attack, which plagued my living since then. I was seized and my lifeboat capsized. However, I just believe it was some … Read more

The Sensitive Plant: Touch me not!

Sensitivity could make us delicate or otherwise callous. While it is one of our innate quality, it can be hugely influence by occurrences and changes in the body. Now, plucking the leaves of the Sensitive Plant, without letting it fold inward or droop in, wasn’t easy. It required lots of accuracy in approaching and moving … Read more

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