What Sets Us Apart?
You look at me. Almost shyly, I look back. There is much in these there-but-not-quite gazes, though they are silent. You are going, and...
Daddy
Long ago, I'd read somewhere that the true greatness of a person is reflected by the human inability to define that greatness. And so,...
Dead Letter
I choose to call this a dead letter because I've decided its faith even before it has taken shape. Since I chose to bare...
It might have been
Look, down there. That thing you just saw, shattered into a million tiny little pieces, is my heart. That sound you just heard was...
Memories of a man
These are my memories of a man who was so much more than just my grandfather?
Someone who always had the time to talk, who...
The Christmas Miracle
T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a soul was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings were hung by the chimney...
Summer Is Life
?The summer night is like a perfection of thought.? We all see the temperatures soaring and the sun spending a longer amount of time...
The illusion of freedom
No one is ever completely free, in the true sense of the word. Call me a pessimist if you will, but it seems to...
Teachers Our Mentors
?The true teacher defends his pupils against his own personal influence.? Have you noticed that we have teachers around us at almost every moment...
Let Gandhiji’s Dream come True…..
"Can you better the condition of your women? Then you will hope for your well-being. Otherwise you will remain as backward as you are...
