A Stubborn Show

Every month I get this copy of a monthly from the IC Church, well I don’t get it exactly my family gets it as they are hardcore staunch Catholics, but I doubt anyone ever reads it and it only goes in the recycle bin to add weight when the kabadi wala guy comes calling. Anyway I almost always try and avoid it caused I simply end up getting riled up on reading nonsense, but this time the cover article was titled ‘ The priest as a Celibate Father’. And I could not but just leave it aside without reading it. It starts off by saying ‘We take this opportunity to thank and honour our priests for their important roles in our spiritual lives.’ (So far so good right but I found it stupid when I reached the end and realized it was written by a priest itself, so much for praising your own self) ‘we should be proud to know that, in no other Christian denominational church or any other religious group EXCEPT  for the Orthodox Church, but only in the Catholic Church is the p...

Since I was small. Eating, sleeping, studying, playing was all that I thought there was to be done in life. But then I reckon it was in the 3 rd standard I think that we were taken to the school library. And I guess it was there that it all started.  In a way that a princess looks at her knight who comes galloping in shining armour I seen my knights in book covers on shelves. I went and borrowed my first book which was as far as I can remember Enid Blytons – The five are Together Again. And since then there have been innumerable times that I have forgotten to eat, sleep, study or play or do things that people say are vital for survival. But little do they know I got my secret pill for survival. Its bigger than the usual pill and it has lots of pages usually and it’s got a cover also most of the times.