The cars were relentless.They had turned the road into a one-way and refused to let us pass. We were getting late. The delivery had not come
If we are to do things well…if we are to enjoy the process and the journey…if we are to find success…we must reflect on who we are, what we want from life and what would bring us joy.
On Wednesday my son came home from school. His team had won the Football match, he was in a happy place. But I was worried.
The Cars That Brought Me Here. In college, it was a ticket to freedom. Zero dependence on any one else. I could be where I wanted
They were once young too.The world to conquer.Nothing impossible. … I was little too.But on their shoulders, the world was tiny.So many stories, So
I feel easily. I feel deeply. I am led by my emotions as much as by the dictates of what is right and wrong. These
This morning I gave my son a new pair of glasses to wear. The last one was blue, but they had broken within a week.
My little one often runs forward, keeping his eyes at us. As expected, he ends up banging into something or hurting himself. So looking back is
Yet another year goes by. The long wait of childhood seems to have long gone. Now they swish past us…the years. I am reminded of what my father
Stop, don’t float Dont flow because you mustHold onStand stillMake a choice that sets you apart Yes, we know To stand apart is no easy choiceTo stand