Untold minds

When somebody become important for us? Is it because that person gives you some comfort? Or she /he smiled at you every time? Or is it because you find something  specialty  in that person? The reasons may vary, it is subjective But the intimacy of friendship, being for good  It is a beautiful reality. God never allow U be alone That’s why he will prepare somebody On the way to your destiny God himself want to be your friend He likes to be that Best friend of yours Because He can afford all your needs, He can meet all your problems He will be calm with your mood swings He is the perfect model of adorable silence He has solutions for all your confusions because He is God. Yes He is a living God, He is a loving God He died for U, for U alone He is your friend in deed

The Aesthetics of loneliness It is something beyond human grasp To understand the aesthetics of loneliness There should be some quiet moments in life To realize who am I?  I am alone in the crowd. I feel that my world is different from you, Perhaps it is in another pole, having quite heavy tension Having  high threshold of silence. I frightens, when i looks into loneliness from far away,  But when i reached near to it,  I understood that, this is a land of many flowers, Which thrive here in the soil of silence. It is not an absolute silence in my loneliness, There are the waves of conflicts, doubt, anger, desire The mixture of various emotions and realities Which forms the shapeless modernity of loneliness? Let the chaos be there, I shouted That sound echoed in my walls of mind in tranquillity Let I explore myself before you in the way what I  am, I crouched in my loneliness like a snail. Oh, come my read...

Evry mountain have a story to tell you how it built itslef and formed its structure it is a long journey forming a mountain from a plain land to multiple folds of crest Every pearl has a story to tell you how it form into a beautiful stone from a distrubed sand into this entice form the story of the sublimation of pains Every mother have a story to tell you how she brought her child in such a way that you are in today how wonderful is the journey to form a child Yes, your God have also a story to tell you hoe He loved you by giving His only son to this world.

Every moment       is a meditation,                                    As a part of meditation,                                     a preparation of further meditation.... I like             the sound of silence more than sweet melodies, I prefffer        the vision beyond eyes, I hope                  the heaven beyond my understandinds.... now i can        find more joy in lonliness,                           more enthusiasm in boredom                             more curiosity in mundane things...... yes, i start to   ...

the last leaf it is autumn again my friend, the last leaf from that maple tree falls down from the topmost branch with silence and profound contemplation the wind carried that leaf into his hand it falls down into the lap of the earth it lyes there without any noice but that  leaf's silence is eloquent... why?..oh..why?..it hapend? why autumn take away the beauty and splendour? i asked to you my friend with broken heart. it should be happen..it is the law it is the order of nature, it is the rhythm of nature. every season has it's own rhythm altogether they made a melody, it is the melody of the earth. x

A mother..... Mother is a mystery An ocean with powerful currents The life and growth embodied in her She is the dwelling place of love. A mother transforms the love to life Through her body and soul She is the presence of God in the earth, Because, she is also a co-creator with god In  the infinite purposes of life. A mother will kindle the light in a home She can find out love from everything She is a magician and joker in our house And also a person of infinite consolations She never complain for anything, Because she knows how to transform sufferings Into   eternal graces. I love my mother, because she taught me  how to love unconditionally Without expectations and rewards. Oh..the perfect order of love, The greatest of everything, The whole world will proclaim thee    Oh the most adorable motherhood.... I bow my head before you, With heart full of gratitude, Because dear mother, ...

In the heavy rain...... You still stand in the heavy rain, Without any movements and hesitation, In the courtyard of  my life. It is not monsoon, But it is raining from dawn to eveining The courtyard become so empty In this heavy evening rain.... The orchid flowers which i kept in the Left corner of that courtyard Slowly shut their eyes due to the heaviness of The rain drop which fallen on them. Cold, wind and cloudy everywhere, The leaves on the trees bend till earth It is raining everywhere.... The barks of the trees look like Wet brown cloth on the body... You are meditating something, i noticed But i don’t come to ask about that... You didn’t receive the umbrella that i had given to you. You baptized again and again in that rain, From all the memories of past about us.. Your soul took your bath in that pouring from heaven. Still you are remaining without any change, By experiencing each rain drop more deeply, Tha...

your life is like a paper... write everything with your heart in the light of your wisdom. you may made mistakes but never give up... cause, your life is still there to add another page of your victory. every word has the power to explore your inner self to express your existence  so dive into more deeper levels.

The last leaf It is autumn again my friend, The last leaf from that maple tree falls down from the topmost branch with silence and profound contemplation the wind carried that leaf into his hand it falls down into the lap of the earth it lies there without any noise but that  leaf's silence is eloquent... Why?..oh..Why?..it happened? why autumn take away the beauty and splendour? i asked to you my friend with broken heart. it should be happen..it is the law it is the order of nature, it is the rhythm of nature. every season has it's own rhythm altogether they made a melody, it is the melody of the earth. but when i looks into that leaf again with my filled eyes and rosy cheeks it told me about eternity about the life beyond death that leaf will live again in a different formaa  by giving life for somebody under beneath of that maple tree i have desired to go where springs never fall where there is no autumn ...

Your eyes.... Your eyes speak to me a lot More than your words It is true that eyes are the gate way to our hearts. Your eyes are always wide and open  i never see you close your eyes, Towards any of my needs. Your eyes reflect my face Like morning dew reflect the whole earth Sometimes your eyes filled With the tears, but you are still strong Your eyes are so compassionate It always console me with a courage There is somebody to stands for me always. One day i asked to you, How you can see God through your eyes?..  then you revealed me the secret of transparency. It is the transparency of your heart,  That makes you able to see everything  How it should be to see You never put on masks on your face The resemblance of your heart is very pure like snow Like the stillness of river reflect everything. then,... I close my eyes for a while i contemplate upon what you taught me then i also see God in...

The Struggle with God’s Absence In the last year or so of her life St. Therese endured what has been called a “night of faith.” She was tempted to believe that heaven did not exist. She would only encounter “the night of nothingness.” How frightening to experience that your life perhaps was a waste. No future life with God, nothing after death. St. Therese made acts of faith, more so than at any other time in her life. She continued to be committed to the works of faith, as she put it. She lived the life of faith believing in God’s merciful love in spite of the struggle she had to bear. St. Therese showed herself to be a strong willed woman, a woman of profound faith in God. Her struggle enabled her to respect the sentiments of the atheist. At one time St. Therese could not understand the position of the atheist; the non-believer seemed to her to evade the obvious. But her experience in the trial moved her to acknowledge that only faith makes it possible to believe. Our Praye...

When somebody forgot Us..... When human beings forgot us, don’t be worry about that, because that is a beautiful occasion to remember us more by God. Sometimes you may feel that nobody is there to understand you, don’t be get nerves, because each time when you feel that, please do remember that it is a golden chance to ponder about how god care for you. Every difficult situation in your life will able to make you a stronger person. So don’t be sad about anything in life..Because everything is a beautiful gift from God. Smile always...because there are somebody to see your smile..It is your god..  Your creator. Be proud..Because you are God’s child.

    ST.EUPHRASIA ELUVATHINGAL –                            THE PRAYING MOTHER November 23 rd   2014 will ever be marked as a red letter day in the history of the Catholic Church in general and the Syro-Malabar church which dates back its origin from the apostolic times in particular. For, on this day His Holiness Pope Francis  canonized two saintly Indians  namely, St.Fr. Chavara  Kuriakose  Elias CMI ,the founder of the Congregation of the Mother  of Carmel(CMC), the first indigenous women religious congregation in the Syro-Malabar Rite,  and St. Mother Euphrasia Eluvathinkal CMC  who is a member of the same congregation  .             St. Euphrasia has been introduced to us, the faithful, at this crucial period of our lives in the c...