Preach it

Got thrown out of a coffee cafe tonite for opening the Bible and preaching the Word of God to my friend. Apparently according to one customer “believers can’t preach in CCD”. I don’t know who he is, or what he wanted. And lets not get into the “how dare he”. Lets pray.

We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies. For we who live are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh.

Indeed, all who desire to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be persecuted,—2 Timothy 3:12

Yet if anyone suffers as a Christian, let him not be ashamed, but let him glorify God in that name.—1 Peter 4:12-14, 16

for as it is written in

Romans 8:35-39:

35Who will separate us from the love of Christ? Will tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?

36Just as it is written,

37But in all these things we overwhelmingly )conquer through Him who loved us.

38For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers,

39nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

I’m ready now.

Today the Third years had our farewell in college. We took the 7.15 train and a lot of the old train gang was there. It reminded me of how I started my Degree College. Travelling in the train with a group of friends. LIfe did come full circle as Paras pointed out. We were ushered into college in the College Hall. Today a lot of us remembered it so. In the very same hall I was welcomed, I now say a thank you, not yet a good bye. I’m not dead yet..

The farewell was scheduled to start with a customary Chapel service at 10.00. I thought it was 10.30 and was sitting with God outside the Boys Common Room. I asked Eben to join me later. I love Eben, I dont think I could have gone past today without him.I’ll admit this- I cried a lot during the first prayer and couldnt sing the hymn ” count your blessings”. I really couldnt count them. I started to think of each and every one of them. By the time I hit 3 I couldnt sing anymore. our God is faithful, whether you like it or not he DOESNT CHANGE.
We then followed a routine of reading prayers and Sam Sir gave some quick but a powerful short message. Our Chaplain who is incidentally a woman, Aprana Rangaya gave one of the most delicate but well put talk on Psalm 23. She made it simple for everyone who sat there in the chapel. Afterwards we proceeded to the College Hall where our teachers served us food. I liked this part, not because I want to boast saying that “THEY had to serve US!” But simply because it reminded me of what Jesus did for his disciples – “Wash their feet and tell them to do the same.” My College is an excellent example of ‘servant hood”. Our Founder John Wilson gave up his dreams to fulfill a million other dreams . I dont know if they realize it. I sure do. They’ll be rewarded in heaven. A professor who did this without any mask was Prof.Sudhakar.

We have an amicable way of sitting facing each other and listening to any student who wants to talk about his life in college. Some were here for a couple of months,a lot who were just for 3 years, select few for 5 and One person who was there for 7. They were different people with different experiences. Some wrote it down others were bold enough to speak from their heart. it was largely in English although the students who wanted to speak in marathi and Hindi were welcome to do so and so they did.
The hall was packed with Graduating students.Very few sat till the last person said their little something. I’m glad God chose me to be a part of History of Wilson College.

I stepped into a pond a long time ago.As I did so,the water got all muddy, the dirt settled at the bottom had come loose and I could only see a very dirty place I was standing in. I prayed and Jesus came and took the muck away, it was painful. Today I stood in the pond and I can clearly see my feet. I can see what I stand on.Christ the bedrock.

I entered college alone
5 years on,
I leave with Christ
to fulfill His plan for my life. 

I realized who my real friends are today. It’s simple really. The ones who stick with you till the end.
Some of my friends
Some of my friends













My Closest Friends
My Closest Friends
Supriya and M. A very special friend.
Supriya and Me. A very special friend.

-06 Days to go





With 7 days to go before College ends, I almost cried on the way back Home.

Today as soon as I got some time alone, I wrote down all the names from my class and prayed for them. I might not see all of them ever again. However with God all things are possible.

-08 days


Dinner at Michelles place.
Dinner at Michelle's place.



Got back from Dinner with my class at my Head of Department, Michelle Philip’s house. She lives in Air India Housing Colony. There is a Jet Airways Plane parked ourside her lawn. Her house faces the runway. Yes, Eben would have loved to see the planes take off and taxi off the run way!

We played DumCharades and got into lots of controversies and fun! I think this is the third time(unfortunately) that my class has come together as ONE entity and participate in any event.  

My favorite professor Vinitha Matthews could not join us. She had a ‘do’ ( thats dinner for Vinitha) at the Principal’s. Honestly I dont think why anyone would willingly put oneself into any situation with him conversing over food. We missed her.

-10(minus 10) to 0 Day signifies the last 10 days of college. With 0 onwards signifying another era in my life.

My College years





I warned all my friends online in December that I was gonna turn nostalgic and emotional as College ended. Some people absolutely hate it. I on the other hand am fine with them thinking so. This is the way I deal with things. I cry when I need to. There is nothing ‘less masculine’ about it. Jesus cried when he was full of sorrow.

10th or the 11th of Feb is the offical date for our Graduating students Farewell.

Im going to write a post for everyday till the 10-11th of Feb. Cheerio~

Old Stuff

Saw this entry in my diary. I started to maintain a Diary a couple of years ago, jotting down what I thought of our God. Thoughts translated into words, words flowed into verse. I now have three of them. Not all of them are filled with the above. Some have notes from lectures.:)

 15th June, Friday 2007.

“It’s beenTwo years since I’ve known Queenie. One full year after the break up…….”

I go on to ask God why it had to be so. I had loads of questions but very few answers.  One place it says ” If you please, one day let me smile down on what I’ve written with her” I don’t think that is ever possible. But, Hey! I’m smiling right? 

So “MY GOD” is one of the first songs I wrote for God.

Check these two out. Will post more when I get the time.


My Axiom

Its a New YEAR

Had a Fun,Glory filled New Years Midnight Service. We Worshiped our way into the New Year. I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I wish I could have stayed up and prayed. But I got up and spent some time with My Bestest Friend- Jesus.

Isn’t He Beautiful?
Isn’t He Wonderful?

Yes you are Beautiful,
Yes You are Wonderful

Prince of Peace,Son of God
Yes You are . Yes You Are.

Some of my friends met up. I couldnt. Got home very very late. I’m really glad that God has given me such wonderful friends to spend my life with. And he keeps bringing in new people to whom I can be a blessing and vice versa.

Yes. My God is a faithful God.

College starts tmrw. Back to mundane timeline again.

However check what happened in 2008 here

Valediction Dear Father

My Dad left for Brazil tonight. It was a pleasant month with him. We went to Jaipur and we had our mandatory fight. But this time he got right back around. Surprising, but that is only cuz of God’s mircale with the ticket situation. So now I miss him. The first time in 20 years I miss my dad, I wish he stuck around for a lil while longer. I kinda got used to doing normal dad-son stuff. Like talk about stuff and issues. Even if it means that he starts talking on how ‘I should keep my mouth shut and mind my own buisness’ at times.

I guess you get so used to things in somepeople no matter its negative even that you start to miss exactly that in them. I think it’s the perfect irony in our imperfection.

I prayed for him. He is always worrying about his job and stuff. I don’t see why. With 15 years of experience as a Chef and now as a Sous Chef he should get a job back home easliy. However he doesnt agree with me. But on the bright side he didnt tell me to mind my own buisness. Yet.  He kissed me goodbye. I owe a lot to my old man.

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