How God accepts the rejected. One of the highlights of my childhood was reading Bible stories. I loved reading them. They excited and satisfied a holy curiosity in me. I almost always left with a sense of awe, a privilege to read the accounts so preserved in scripture. Okay, I will admit that I didn't... Continue Reading →
For the world, it was a day, that the greatest injustice would be served
When famine ravages lands, we discover the inadequacy of force.
There are some things people never forget. I have a few of such “things”. There’s this memory I have (much hazed over with age) of my elder sister and I (both of us very young at the time), stranded at a bus stop, one bus fare away from home. A bus fare we somehow didn’t have. I remember my sister summoning all the courage she could lay her hands on, to ask an Akara (fried bean cake) vendor for help with this fare.
A kind word to the boorish In the midst of a nascent inferno Would definitely flourish Like a seed that is sown
In Plain Sight 