Deep Impressions

Byaddaa

ThisBlessed dayWith deep reverenceI looked upTo the heights…I sawThe HandsThat sculpted me,That gave meA heartThat beats and throbs,That kindlesA flame within,Inspiring me,Comforting meToInspire others,Comfort others. My laments,Unlike Magdalene’s wails…My thoughts,UnlikeWordsworth’s poems…My sketchesAndMy laughter,UnfitTo matchEven the rough draftsOfAngelo’s paintingsAndBeethoven’s music.YetAs a tiny particleOfHis beauteous creation,My laments,My thoughts,My sketches,AndMy laughterWill leaveDeep ImpressionsOn the canvasOf lives around. Reena…

Rosary Senior Secondary School

Ek Ehsaas Foundation gifts E-Cart to Rosary Senior Secondary School

ByReena Charles

As a mark of giving back to her alma mater, alumna Reena Charles, the Founder and Chairperson of the Charitable Trust Ek Ehsaas Foundation (EEF), Delhi has gifted an E-Cart to her school – Rosary Senior Secondary School. She says “My school has chiseled me to be what I am today. Like a coconut tree…

Pope Francis

The retirement speech of Pope Francis – FAMILY, PLACE OF FORGIVENESS

ByReena Charles

There is no perfect family. We do not have perfect parents, you are not perfect yourself. We do not marry a perfect person or we do not have perfect children. We have complaints from each other. We can not live together without offending one another. We are constantly disappointed. Yes for so many reasons at…

the empty chair

The Empty Chair

ByReena Charles

Once, a young girl approached a Saint and said, “My father is quite ill. He is unable to get himself out of bed. Would you mind coming over to our house to meet him?” “Yes, I will indeed come,” replied the Saint. When the Saint came to the house, he saw the sick and helpless…

hunger

The Twist

ByReena Charles

He danced The Taandav Nrityam, He the co-destroyer With Shivam Flashed his third eye On slums and railway platforms Until spotted he An anemic old man here A starving young boy there And under – nourished nursing mothers Here and everywhere. His blood thirsty eyes sparkled As his pangs devoured These impoverished lot, He -…