She turned her eyes again to the rain. Unrelenting, persistent rain. Three and a half days of rain, and it was still going, drop by drop, and then many drops together, forming a veil, blurring the vision. No, no vision of a carefree walk in the park; the water in the puddles would splash and stain…

It is a word many have almost lost; even if it appears occasionally, its meaning is insignificant or has become obscure to post-modern people. Contemplation is deep, serious and quiet thoughts for a period of time. It is purposeful and it requires total concentration of the person undergoing it. We are trained to multi-task by highly advanced…

So how have you been, my Maxi boy? The days went on, then came the weeks, and formed the months; two years have slipped through my hands. Not one single day without thinking of you. They say time heals—but that’s beside the point. Missing you needs no healing. I so enjoy, thinking of you. I…

It is not enough to be sympathetic. It will not make any real difference to be just concerned. If our feelings remain only in our hearts for us to feel good about ourselves, we are not making any contribution to humanity. Compassion is to take action, turning a loving feeling into necessary action. No wonder…

 Tones of grey.  Drops of rain.  Layers of sentiments. It finally rains, drop By drop. Then they Connect, forming lines of water, Becoming a veil. I watch by the window Thinking of Laughter In The Rain. “Ooooo, I hear laughter in the rain Walking hand in hand with the one I love Ooooo, how I…

The Chinese proverb says, “An inch of time is an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.” So how valuable is time? And how should we ponder upon time? We tend to grieve about the loss of time at the end of a year. we glance through the…