Wonder place

You beg me like a child,

Crying “Please don't leave”.

Will you promise to me that

Tomorrow will be better?

Yesterday wasn't any better,

Today feels even more worse;

Why should I be here?

When there is a better?

Yet you beg me like a child,

Crying “Please don't leave”.

I always talk of the better,

The wonders of wonder place!

But still you want me to stay

Stay in this wretched place.

What does an infinite want?

In the world of the finites?

Yet you beg me like a child,

Crying “Please don't leave”.

I know you fear as much as I;

But still you somehow love

This awful crooked place

Never wanting to leave it.

Little do you realise the better

That, awaits in the forever

WONDER PLACE.

Triple sanity rantings

1: So what was that all about?

2: What are you talking about?

1: The mosquitoes.

3: What mosquitoes? I wasn't paying attention at all.

1: Well, what were you doing 3?

3: Was thinking about the flies. Now, tell me about the mosquitoes.

1: We got to ask 2.

2: Nothing more.

1,3: What do you mean?

2: The mosquitoes died.

1: Was it sudden?

3: Was it stroke or heart attack?

2: (long sigh) Murder. Chemical warfare. With the black ‘Hit’

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1: Are we writing today?

2: Nah. We are too happy for that.

1: (days later) At least today?

2: Nah. We are too sad for that.

1: (days later) At least today?

2: Nah. We are too busy today.

1: (days later) At least today?

2: Nah. We are too lazy.

1: (days later) At least today?

2: Nah. It's sabbath.

1: (days later) At least today?

2: Nah. I forgot the storyline.

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1: So, how about we buy a new dress?

2: Don't we have many already?

3: What? There are some awesome new arrivals!

2: Did you visit Amazon?

1: I didn't. 3 did.

3: It was Facebook. Not me.

2: (sighs)

1: So, how about we buy a new dress?

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1: Are we writing about this new boy in town?

2: New boy? Which boy?

3: There is no new boy in town.

1: Oh. Is it?

2: Wait a minute. Haven't I heard these exact words somewhere?

3: Me too. Me too.

1: Have you?

2: Wasn't that a song we read long ago?

1: (gives a sly laugh)

2: You cheater!

3: But it's nice.

1: I wonder if they copyrighted it.

2: So, what's the boy's name?

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1: How about we write about black widow?

2: How about we write about humans?

1: A human black widow?

3: She didn't marry again?

2: Who didn't?

3: The black widow, of course!

1,2: (sighs)

2: How about highly treacherous humans?

3: …with super powers too.

1: That would be awesome!

2: That would be out of genre.

1: Darn your genre!

3: How about kangaroo? 

1: Kangaroo who became a .........

3: Joey?

1: Yes. That's it. Time travel.

2: How about something new and exciting?

1: How about our conversations?

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And so… here we are folks!

Have a great day.

P.S: I named it sanity so that you wouldn't have any doubts as to it’s regard.

An Angel

A light ever so bright,

And a kind of white.

Gives something dark,

Darker than the murk!

And ends up dying,

With all wax drying.

Will my candle glow?

Until the day I blow?

Oh my dear, it hurt!

A candle with the heat!  

Why would it burn,

Like it is a furn?

Why should a rose be

The one with the thorns?

Why can't it be free

Of all these horns?

Are they to pierce the one

Who will forever love?

Yet, we all are humans;

The ones with the souls.

Souls that are hollow,

Waiting to be hallow.

Yet filled with love

That makes us a slave.

My heart skips a beat;

Who would've thought?

If thou art an angel,

With such good heart,

Why should you, be the one,

The one of the death?

Dedicated to the angel of death.

In the name of Holiness?

Greetings in the name of the Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ! It always gives me great happiness to write about Christianity in my blogs.

Hailing from India, a country of many gods and goddesses, I have often seen Church ministers and believers (for many generations) try to prove themselves holier than the other religions. While the notion itself is not wrong, it often leads to practices that aren't mentioned in the Bible. I have discussed about a few below. Please do read and leave me your valuable comments (it would be much appreciated).

NWJ-Not wearing jewels:

I would first like to clarify that there is no such thing in the Bible. This is a tradition that is believed to have been borrowed from Buddhism. Women and men are forbidden in Churches to wear any jewel of any kind. When the Bible itself has got numerous references of even saints wearing them, I don't understand the necessity of such a thing. Many Churches deny even the holy communion or baptism to the “jewel wearing” women. They are given no part in the Church activities too. (It is an Indian tradition of women to wear gold jewellery). I find it way too much. When God Himself has given them salvation, who are we to deny them baptism?

I often find little girls who love trinkets being told that they will land in hell. If that is to be true, even great saints like Abraham, Isaac, and Job will not find a part in Heaven. Telling your kids to be modest is good. Actually, the best. Please don't mislead them at a very young age.

No Makeup:

I believe that you could visualise the Churches which do not allow women to wear even jewels, will certainly not allow them to wear makeup too. I still remember my sister (when she was ten) being condemned in Church for wearing a lipstick. Adding a dash of colour to your face won't add up to your sin list I believe.

The white Sundays:

Somehow, Indians are so colour specific; from the yogis who have saffron attire to some famous hindu temples having uniforms of black, red or yellow. Eventually, the Churches started following a white Sunday code. I don't call it wrong. I just find it being unnecessarily stressed. It is good to be different. But if people are not willing, please don't compel them.

Hairstyles:

Would you believe me if I told you that I got scolded in my childhood by a pastor because I side parted my hair and plaited it?

Around two decades ago, my mom was diagnosed with lupus (an autoimmune disease). After lots of prayer, she recovered from her deathbed by God's grace. And, most of the believers accused her that her sickness was because of her hairstyle. (She should have worn it in a bun instead of her usual plaiting they claimed).

Till date, most of my cousins (who happens to be pastor’s kids) aren't allowed to even cut their hair. They are being told 1Corinthians11.6 (For if a woman does not cover her head, she might as well have her hair cut off; but if it is a disgrace for a woman to have her hair cut off or her head shaved, then she should cover her head.) that it is disgraceful.

Thankfully, plaits are not considered as sin in Church nowadays. But loose hair is still a sin. Hope it will change sooner.

To be continued...