Gerald D'Cunha

L ife is not only hectic it is also short. And, it is not so only for a few… It is so for all. Every night, while going to bed, I can only pray and hope that I will be able to wake up when the night ends… Is there any guarantee? Does anyone owe that to me? When I wake up in the morning, if I am truly spiritual by heart, then, I know that God has been kind to me, so far… It is grace that saves me… guards me through the night. So, now that I am awake and live… Here is a new day, one more day in my hand… How shall I approach it? Shall I stop and smell the little flowers on my pathway… or shall I go about smelling the rats? Every morning, when the Sun comes out, I see two groups of people around me. One group is aware of the truth that Life has been a precious gift and the day in hand is sheer bonus, a grace. So, this group walks, jogs, does Yoga, performs a puja or attends a mass… or simply goes about life with a prayerful heart… The men and women in this group know how...

“E verybody out there – in the world outside - is not a not a thief, not a cheat.” I was telling this in my class, yesterday, “You need to have trust.” There was a young girl in the classroom. A month ago, when this girl had come to enquire, I quickly sensed that she lacked trust. She had come to me through the reference of a very dear and committed student of mine. Still, this young-one was unable to take a call… She was very skeptical, even suspicious. While I knew that a customer was always right, that he was even God, I did not want to forget that I was a teacher and not a roadside vendor… So, for the next ten minutes, I sweetly explained to this young soul how important it was for all of us to trust others. I did not say ‘blindly’… No, I would never advice that to anyone. Never. I said, “ Beta , there ARE some cheats out there. You must have been duped by some of them before… But, if you now leave home wearing those Suspicion-glasses,...