18th April 2019 #TellTaleThursday

My favorite spot, away from the city’s cacophony. A serene place by the placid lake. I noticed there was a book on the bench. The breeze was flipping the pages. The fluttering of the pages sounded like the fluttering of bird’s wings.

Taking the book in my hands, I sat on the bench.  The bench acknowledged my presence and creaked. There was a signature on the first page of the book. Continue reading 18th April 2019 #TellTaleThursday

4th April 2019 #TellTaleThursday

Have you ever sat on a confession box at a church, worrying if the priest would judge you? Do you think he doesn’t judge you? He is human, of course, he judges you. It is one thing to say we don’t judge, it is another to actually not judge. All of us fall short of the promise. Forget others, I judge myself too, all the time. I fall short of being someone ‘I aspire to be’. It is a constant struggle. Continue reading 4th April 2019 #TellTaleThursday