by Prasanta | Sep 29, 2014 | Uncategorized
He is El Roi, the God who sees. He sees you, He sees me, and that is something I need to know. I need to know that. I need to know that God is writing my story… and He is writing yours. Sometimes, actually often, I can’t see the end or even...
by Prasanta | Sep 22, 2014 | Poetry
Caroline She threw her pearls like water, a chain of droplets Stuck in a moment of time Caught by the next passerby, the next wave of sunshine Don’t pause for a second because then the parade will have passed. This she knew, all too well. She swung her dress,...
by Prasanta | Sep 1, 2014 | Family, Five Minute Friday
It happened in the Wal-Mart parking lot. My friend said it happened to her when she visited the beach after a long absence. I was expecting it to happen at the beach too. But for me, it was when I stepped out of the Wal-Mart in my hometown. All of a sudden it hit me,...
