So the last few months i haven't written much. I haven't been inspired or challenged enough to. Nothing has gotten me passionate.
Its been a rotten year so far. People getting sick, people close to me dying, lots of friends going through lots of shit, me realising i can't be friends with everyone and some people are just not gonna get me or like me.
The last few months i have felt "ugh!" "meh!". You know the feeling. Everday mundaneness.
9.14.2010
9.13.2010
The Ember Days "It Is Well"
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8.19.2010
8.04.2010
An Ode to Ba
Recently my Grandmother passed away. We called her Ba. Ba in Indian means Mum, but we called her this nonetheless.
I walked in to her room one morning, after being summoned by my Dad. As i walked into the room i was hit by it. I was full of emotion. I let it all out. It was too much. The whole family, 7 Kids (plus wives & husbands), 11 Grandchildren and my Grandad, were in this room. The one word that constantly filled my head was LOVE. A few hours later Ba's breathing stopped and as we all said our goodbyes her pulse began to fade.
What happened afterwards was a show of pure love. We aren't a particularly close family, we never hug or anything like that. We talk about sports, we laugh at the younger grand kids, we eat food (amazing by the way) and drink beer. That's what we do as a family. Yet, that morning, it was different. There was a show of love that i don't think I've experienced in a long time. There was a commitment from everyone to help each other out. We held our little cousins as they wept, my cousins held me as I wept. There was just hands on shoulders, just to let each other know that we were there.
It was a long, emotion driven day. There was lots of laughs & tears, but in all, our Ba was no longer in pain or discomfort.
I walked in to her room one morning, after being summoned by my Dad. As i walked into the room i was hit by it. I was full of emotion. I let it all out. It was too much. The whole family, 7 Kids (plus wives & husbands), 11 Grandchildren and my Grandad, were in this room. The one word that constantly filled my head was LOVE. A few hours later Ba's breathing stopped and as we all said our goodbyes her pulse began to fade.
What happened afterwards was a show of pure love. We aren't a particularly close family, we never hug or anything like that. We talk about sports, we laugh at the younger grand kids, we eat food (amazing by the way) and drink beer. That's what we do as a family. Yet, that morning, it was different. There was a show of love that i don't think I've experienced in a long time. There was a commitment from everyone to help each other out. We held our little cousins as they wept, my cousins held me as I wept. There was just hands on shoulders, just to let each other know that we were there.
It was a long, emotion driven day. There was lots of laughs & tears, but in all, our Ba was no longer in pain or discomfort.
6.22.2010
A Good Article
"When Christians get it right, they love and give, they work for justice and demonstrate kindness. When Christians get it right, they, like Jesus, befriend those who are outside the Church rather than condemning them. And when Christians get it right, people are drawn to, rather than repelled by, their faith."
Click here to read the full article
Anyway, its pretty cool, have a read
Click here to read the full article
Anyway, its pretty cool, have a read
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