When the Quiet House Became a Holy Place A memory that still warms my old heart Some people live in your memories like a soft lamp burning inside a prayer room.For me, that warm and gentle light is my Aunty Marykutty and Uncle Thomaskutty. They were my mother’s sister and her husband, but to me,
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The Well Behind The Trees — The Mysterious Story I Can Never Forget Some stories stay in your bones— not in your memory, but deeper…like the smell of old rain trapped inside a coconut-shell lamp. This is one such story. Even today, when night falls in slow layers and the wind moves through the jackfruit
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The Ant and The Father There are some stories that do not leave us,even when the years pile up like old newspapers.They stay inside us— quiet, patient, breathing softly,like a child asleep beside you in the dark. This is one such story. It is about my relative Chacko Sir—, my own cousin,my mother’s younger sister’s
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I learn, slowly, that butterflies never stay when I run after them.The faster I chase their wings, the quicker they slip into the distance, leaving only a faint whisper of colour in the air. But when I stop running…when I kneel down and plant small seeds of patience,kindness, quiet work, and honest joy,a different kind
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When Regret Whispers Softly When I look back at my years,the deepest pain comes from the steps I never took.Any mistakes I made have fadedlike soft rain sinking into old soil,but missed chances remain sharplike small thorns hiding in the dark.I feel like a bird that kept folding its wingseven when the whole sky was
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A Speech, a Slip, and a Cemetery Surprise My dear friends,Let me share with you a story from my younger days—A story that still makes me smile and sigh at the same time.A story full of tears, confusion, and a little comedy.A story that taught me how easily words can go wrong. Kurien Babu worked
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When the Angel Broke the Rules My dear friends,I want to tell you a story today.A story that has lived in my heart for many years.A story that taught me something precious—that life does not always move the way we think.We plan, we worry, we fear, but life quietly writes its own path.Sometimes a painful
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Storms Cannot Silence My Sky. I may fall at times like a tired bird slipping from a stormy sky,Yet I rise again like phoenix lifting itself from its own ashes..Strength is not in walking like stones that never feel the rain,But in standing up once more like a fierce wildflower pushing through stone.
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A Small Gesture, A Big Story: My Hyderabad Miracle Many years ago, when my children were just 12, we went on a Leave Travel Concession trip to Hyderabad. Those were simple days. My children were excited about every small thing—the aeroplane, the luggage tag, even the packets of snacks the airline staff gave. My wife
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Whispers the Heart Never Speaks I walk through my days like a quiet river humming a secret love song, And I keep my journeys close like shy fireflies glowing only for my longing. My love sleeps in my heart like a rose folded softly inside a cherished book, Breathing its fragrance in silence, pale as
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