Thatched House

Two instances 1.  Marriage Ceremonies People these days show up at the wedding reception to greet the newlywed couple, to give wedding presents and to take part in the marriage feast. But quite a lot of them do not bother to attend the church when the couple take their marriage vows. This saddens me. I’m not married but the vows never fail to amaze me. Isn’t it strange and beautiful that two persons are joined as one and that the partners take a vow before God and other people: to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. What human relationship can be deeper than that? But we fail to realize the importance of such vows and even trivialize it, treating it as a formality. If couples really mean those words when they utter them on their wedding day, divorce rates will nose dive and love will not stop to blossom. When Christ reconciles us back to God, he also reconciles us one to anoth...

It’s been a while since I posted anything here. There has been a lot going on in my mind but I’ve not been able to do much: First, I need to write (typing actually) on care for the natural environment. Then, I have a plan to write something on Science and Religion; that they are not antagonistic but are complementary. But before that, I need to read two books. Also it has been on my mind for a long time to write about the need for in-depth knowledge and not simply superficial collection of information… something like someone’s statement that American spirituality is a mile wide but only knee deep. I want to write more newspaper articles on health. I also have a request to write something on epidemic prone diseases for a local radio program reader. I have an audio of a wonderful story I recorded from Pungro about a man who was beaten to death and buried three and half feet underground, but rose again the next day. I need to convert the interview into a story. By the year end, I wa...

  No one can visit the same place twice. You have changed. The place has changed. IT IS NOT THE SAME. I felt this way as I made another trip to Thanamir village, Kiphire district on 27 th April, 2012 with the NRHM team. It was my 3 rd visit to the last village in Nagaland bordering Myanmar. Trekkers of Mount Saramati stop here to prepare for the climb. The villagers provide guides and potters. Also the village has become popular for its SARAMATI APPLES . Apple festival is organized annually from 2010. On my way, I can’t help but think of my first visit which was better by miles. And I protested inside to see that IT IS NOT THE SAME. I fondly remember my first visit each time I see the pictures and I relive them again. And I want to keep those memories alive. I don’t want anything to change. But IT IS NOT THE SAME anymore. It all seems polluted now. Now, when I think of those first fond memories, images of the subsequent visits come in and distort the vivid sequence of eventfu...