Juggling thoughts

Ayo I will not be home for Christmas again But all I want for Christmas is you My emotions rekindles when I think of … The  fireplace with all of us circled around, dipping jaggery into a hot red tea If I have red-tea now, my low blood pressure don’t let me The never ending discussions and laughters Ah ! Nothing like your chicken stew and your sweet milk tea Eight years …look what it has done to me. You said it true, when I go to another house; I will have to make that my home Like you said, we are taking turns and caring each other here but where do I find love like yours anywhere? My mother-in law who you said would make me her daughter and love me like you do left us too soon. She never called me by name but took me to be her daughter but… She’s not around anymore to remind me of the love you gave. Where do I find that hands that’s placed on my forehead and that voice praying for me? I am a mother now, I try to do you but I need that warm hands runnin...

  Christmas comes every year, but the true message of Love, Peace, Charity and Kindness gets lost and hidden in the glamour of seasonal materialisms. It’s no wonder we have very little time to think what meaning and changes it have brought about in our life. I love it when people take time to buy gifts in which they have put some thought behind because such gifts remind me of the greatest gift of God. We have immense expectations of Christmas, with pictures of children playing, church choirs singing, smiling faces and people happily getting along with the season of joy.  But of times, it is not that of the outlook; of what it is suppose to be, as the song says, “the wonderful time of the year”.  Maybe not for all but for many, it may be a very difficult phase because something might have inflicted the Joy: maybe sickness, or death, or loneliness, or spiritual struggles. We look to Christmas season to be a perfect time of peace, harmony and joy. But the first Christmas nev...