A Journey of Self-Discovery Through Prayer

One of my favourite things to do is to sit with my coffee near a window and write. I am pretty sure a lot of you can relate to me. I often get distracted by something as little as a bird flying by, but not this time. Today, I feel like writing about my journey…

The meaning

There are many things that define a life—relationships, milestones, seasons of joy, and moments of deep pain. But at the center of her story, there’s a constant: Jesus. He is not just a figure in scripture or a name sung in worship songs. For her, Jesus is personal. He is her compass, her comforter, and…

A love letter to you…

There have been many instances in life wherein I have taken decisions which were not in my favour. And when it did not work out, I have been mean enough to blame you. I have been angry, frustrated at you. I have compared your love. I have asked you many times over and over again…

My pursuit of “you”

Today as I sit down with my extra hot cup of cofee, I am in solitude. I cherish it today because today, it is about you and me. You in the centre of everything. My squirrel mind thinks of everything but you and I am not proud about that. As I surrender to “you” calm…

Me..

She picked up her journal to write – she usually prefers writing with pen and paper but for today, she would type on her new ipad. She wanted to do something different.. she started writing…Sometimes, the conversations during the day play around in mind and ofcourse because I am the centre of my universe, they…

From me with love.. an open letter to myself- 1

As the new year starts, She thought of something that she should have long ago. She decided to write a letter to herself. She decided to be her own friend and talk to her. This year had been tough in terms of being silent. She had a lot of pent up emotions that needed to…

The purpose addiction…

She grew up knowing she was different. Something would not fit in. Many spoke about it and many thought she was wierd and some thought she was not going to do anything in her life. She would not comply and how long would the society let her survive if she did not comply? Why did…

Under the shadows of emotions.

I heard someone say once – “you want to write? – Just write”. Excuse me! but I am exactly trying to do that. I am writing without the fear of judgments, I am writing without being shameful of exposing a piece of me and I am writing with all the courage, creativity, and boldness I…