I remember W. H. Auden’s poem, “Funeral Blues”, from schooldays. It goes like this: Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.  Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky … Continue reading When the sun darkens… →

I attended a course on emotional intelligence recently. For reasons that I know, this course evoked clumps of emotions within me. This was a course where I not so much learnt as I consolidated – consolidated the disparate learnings, insights and conclusions that I have picked up during my personal journey over the last few … Continue reading When life has just begun… →

My lead pastor always says, “It is a privilege to serve God”. In fact, I have heard him say this like from since the beginning. In my earlier days, my agreement with this statement stemmed largely from the fact that it is really a demonstration of God’s unmerited grace and favor, in that He would … Continue reading It is a privilege to serve God… →

My company conducted an employee engagement survey (EES) recently. The purpose of the EES is to measure staff engagement level, by gathering employees’ feedback on work environment and organisational culture, the key drivers of EES score. If my memory serves me right, I first came across this concept of being “engaged” when I did my … Continue reading Staying engaged… →

Is man by nature good or evil? Philosophers have been debating this question for generations. At the age that I am, I have come to accept the fact that I am just not cut out to be one of such wise men, who would have both the gray matter as well as the desire to … Continue reading Jesus is my only claim to significance, beauty and immortality… →

Divine tension indeed… I felt like a catch, a momentary feeling of déjà vu, when I read this, because just a little while ago, I had spoken about something not dissimilar to the idea shared above. I had said at an earlier occasion that as sons and daughters of the Kingdom of God, “we live … Continue reading Divine tension… →

 I've never liked to journal, because thoughts and experiences are transient, fluid. They lose their significance and conviction almost as soon as they come about. But in God, I suppose they are now worth something. And so, there is value to journaling, as a means to remember. I'd admit it is a late start. Regardless, it's a beginning...