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BAPPA, PLEASE DON'T GO

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  “In prayer, it is better to have a heart without words, than words without a heart. ” ― John Bunyan   Y esterday was the last day of Ganeshotsav , the day of final visarjan . I had taken a day off and decided to rest -- do nothing of my routine things… no teaching, no writing, no cribbing… It may surprise you to see ‘cribbing’ in the list of my ‘routine things’… Yes Sir, even though I know gratitude is the best medicine for cribbing and complaining, I haven’t fully done with my deeply-rooted tendency to crib… Perhaps, I am not alone in this. And, perhaps, that’s why Bappa keeps returning to this manavlok, every year. This time, He even stayed for a day more, so that He would provide an extra day for a person like me to crib a little less, if not stop it completely… B appa’s blessings had reached our household, decades ago… More than fifty years ago, a family in our immediate neighbourhood was from GSB community. In our hometown (Mangalore) the GSB community...

WHY HAVE WE MADE GOD SO COMPLICATED?

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  “When you can see God in small things, you’ll see God in all things.” Donald L. Hicks   T his must be the third or fourth time, someone – a Christian – called me up to check, “Am I speaking with Gerald D’Cunha?” “Yes, Sir, you are speaking with Gerald D’Cunha,” I answered. “Mr. Gerald, are you a Catholic or a Protestant?” the caller asked me, after identifying himself and the Centre he was calling from. That’s when I realized, that I had received such calls a couple of times before, too… Still, I let the caller continue… “Mr. Gerald, do we wish to know more about Jesus Christ, Mother Mary…” I stopped him… “My friend, I have received such calls before and I have informed them this: I am a Christian and a born Catholic. Jesus is the central force in my life, and between Him and me, I do not need any middlemen. My faith in Jesus is personal, however innocent may that seem.” The call ended… I remembered the blogs I had written following such calls earli...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...