Sam

     That I am a hypocrite, I say with no pretence. I am a hypocrite because I claim to believe in a Person who forgave those who went a few extra miles in torturing and dragging Him to the hilltop where He was to die; forgave those who killed His followers; forgives habitual sinners; forgives those who have one foot in hell but I do not forgive. I was forgiven, I am forgiven and I will be forgiven if I repent. That is the assurance the Scripture gives me.          But I do not forgive.          Mercy I get readily, 24/7 and with no strings attached. Mercy I give with a reluctant heart, after a long pause and with a laundry list of clauses. Sometimes I do not have mercy on others at all. Somehow, I missed one of the most important take home messages of my faith, in fact a map back home.          I missed the lesson of forgiveness, I missed Christianity.          I...

A man who comprehends what it takes to be a Christian and still chooses by his own free will to continue to be a Christian is a fool. A man who  comprehends what it takes to be a Christian and chooses not to be one is also a fool and how wide the difference between the two! For those who have crowned Him in the run down, constitutional Monarchies of their hearts...              Do you have any idea what you got yourself into? No you don't.      You have made the best decision you will ever make. It is better than the choice of your life partner because now you have chosen a companion for all eternity. And let me tell you that more than being the best, it is the right decision no matter what the world might say. You will not regret it when you get to the end of your multi-Athlon here on dirt.      But, while you are here, do you have any idea what you got yourself into? No, you don’t. ...

     If Mohammed Bin Tughlaq was to return from the dead and be made the vice chancellor of AARJEEUHS, he would I’m sure, find its current administration very pleasing…to the point of nostalgia. He would then, I guess, incorporate all the engineering colleges into the university, forcing them to follow its current curriculum. With AARJEEUHS unleashed over those ever-holidaying laymen, this is probably how a typical engineering course would be…                   Every engineering college would be attached to a servicing centre or at least a mechanic shop complex (one with >1000 sheds) for the students to see cases. All the colleges will have to conduct “Continuing Mechanical Education” programs and ‘workshops’ etc. Some of the must-have books for the students would be- Harley Davidsons (since Harrison Ford would be too heavy to carry), Freedom Park Community Mechanics, Fire Fox Basi...

     I don’t like it here. I don’t understand why father brought us to this city when we had our own house and farm in the village. At least we had food there, however little. It has been a week since I saw bread. I forgot the taste of meat. My brother keeps asking my mother for food but where can she get it from? The other day I saw people lying next to the road. They were very still. I wanted to go near and see but father said they were sleeping. My father goes out every day in search of work or any food. Mother and I wait eagerly at the door in the evening. It is water again … for breakfast, lunch and dinner.      Nothing can get worse than this. -Anton Shevchenko Kharkiv, May 12 th , 1933. (An estimated 7.5 million Ukrainians would die in the Famine-Genocide between 1932-1933)             I feel alone most of the day. The only friend I ever had left for America. He asked me to go with him bu...

       Day of Wrath, Day of Hope            I wonder how many Chinese living in Nanking on the eve of the Japanese invasion were clinically depressed and how many had just bought their new house. I wonder how many Poles on the eve of the Nazi invasion were facing such problems in life that they were contemplating suicide and how many girls had just said yes to their lovers. I wonder how many people living in Kolkata on the eve of ‘The Direct Action Day’ were unemployed and hungry and how many had just finally cleared all their debts. I wonder how many families were broken beyond repair in Phnom Penh on the eve of The Khmer Rouge victory and how many had just graduated. I wonder how many Tutsis in Rwanda suffering from terminal illnesses had lost all hope in life on the eve of the 100 day massacre and how many had just received their first Holy Communion.                    ...