Please, hold my hand.
Many years ago, a friend shared an anecdote with me. Which I now recall every 'Father's day'. A little girl was walking along a path with...
Please, hold my hand.
Private Poetry - Trespassers Welcome
We are human, not God.
Oh! Jesus. Why did you have to return?
Truth is not attained, it is realised.
Saving democracy and JNU
Where lies the Truth?
God in all things - Chief Seattle
The Bitter Woman
The Vice and The Virtue - Capitalism and Socialism.
You want to see God?
Once we wake up, we can never .....
Sharing Samosas with God
Are they insane?
So long! Dear Brother
We need more religion