And they fought.

And his words were hard and cutting,

When once they were romantic and flattering.

And his smile froze in derision and discomfort,

Where once it was loving and devoted.

And his eyes were cold and frightening,

Where once they were adoring and affectionate.


And the changed man saw his countenance,

Black tears like tar, filled his eyes,

But froze. Self righteousness took hold,

Of conscience and feelings.

And the ego, fought against justice,

Evil prevailed and did for now? Or evermore.



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The Photograph

One day,

I’ll be a picture on the wall too.

Probably a smiling one,

Cos that’s what we tend to do,

When they click.

Unlike the ones which,

Decorate or deface,

The walls of our grandparents.

From those days,

When photographs were occasions,

To appear austere and sober.

One day,

All this will pass,

And all I leave behind,

Will be memories.

Of a life lived,

Of smiles, laugher and tears.

Or wait,

Aren’t our memories skewed,

To remember only the details,

We want to?


The tears may be forgotten,

The laugh lines may remain,

Unless someone philosophical,

May try to decipher the marred lines,

Of sorrow and depression,

Unmasked and irreversible

Even by olay…

But whatever it may be,

One day,

Wooden, golden or embellished,

I will be surrounded by just a frame,

Of the fashion of that day,

All I leave behind,

Are memories.







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Stuffy in here

It so stuffy in here,

In this relationship

Where everything seems centered

Around your needs, your dreams.


Your vehicles, your first love,

Substitute intimacy sufficiently,

So I’m second, or wait.

Behind your coloured bottles.

That you use to hide

Your face from the world,

Or to blind your view to it.

Making you short sighted,

If only for the moment

Meet your limited needs.

That makes me third.


But then,

My vision unobscured,

By men behind bottles,

Sees dreams, aspires and sighs.

And now I need space.


Cos time pushes me to a corner

Where your needs fill the room.

The smell of liquid threatens to drown,

The smell of Yasmins.

And I need to get out,

before its completely gone.

Before the flickering flame extinguishes,

By rushes of pain and dissatisfaction.

And all that is left is ashes.


I need to therefore get out for a while,

Maybe later,

Later I’ll want to come back,

Maybe I’ll realise that I love you after all,

But right now,

Right now,

I have dreams and aspirations,

And time is running out.



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Are ambition and determination enough to make an Empress?

Catherine the Great- A biography by Ian Grey

Ian Grey explores the story of Catherina the Great, the empress of Russia who ruled from 1762- 1796, the longest reign of a female Russian leader. He makes her look less victimised than other literature does, instead, as an ambitious woman, who made decisions understanding their consequences very well.200x0w

Could sheer determination and egotism make you the ruler of a nation?

What did it cost and what was the prize the nation had to pay to satisfy the whims of a Monarch, one of foreign origin, who usurped the throne from her husband.

Sophie was born in 1729, the daughter of a Prussian prince. Her childhood was an unhappy one, being subjected to the temper outbursts of her mother and her partiality towards her younger brother. She learned early on to fend for herself and maybe inherited her mother’s achievement drive.

She was married at a young age to the Russian prince, Peter III, who had the inheritance to the throne. There was no love between them from the beginning, and later the relationship turned to one of mutual hatred and disrespect. Catherine entered the marriage knowing very well what she could expect and the fact that her husband would one day rule Russia. She established her space early on, worked on increasing her popularity in the palace and among the common man. She took on a Russian name, learned the Russian language and converted to the popular Orthodox Catholic Church.

When she did not have a child from her marriage, she fell into the disgrace of Queen Elizabeth, who was the empress then. She suffered, with interference by the queen in her personal life, alienation of friends and severe limitations in privacy. She was accused of being a spy and then kept away from royal circles. Her husband joined his aunt, ridiculed and disgraced her in public. She found sympathy however among the common people and the courtiers.

After the death of Queen Elizabeth, Peter III was declared the Emperor. Peter 3 was regarded as inept and soon his policies caused an upheaval among the influential higher officials. With the help of Grigory Orlov, a military officer, who was also her lover, Catherine took over the throne when Peter III was away on a trip and had him imprisoned. He was later murdered and speculations were that she had instituted it, or had done nothing to prevent it. She imprisoned also her nephew who had a right to the throne, in inhuman conditions, and later instituted his death as well.

Some regard Catherine as a socially enlightened ruler; she exchanged correspondence with the French philosopher Voltaire. She was a patron of the arts; the Hermitage Museum opened during her reign, beginning as part of her personal collection. Under her influence, Russians adopted western European philosophies and culture.

For a female Empress to rule in a patriarchal society must have seemed impossible, but above and beyond that, Catherine encouraged female artists. Reforms that gave women freedom was started by Peter I, but during Catherina’s reign, women writers and poets rose in Russia. Catherina herself wrote a couple of popular plays and started a magazine which was in good circulation until her death.

Another talked of topic during her reign was her love life. Catherine and Peter III hated each other. She took the comfort of her lovers during every period of her unhappy life. Before she ascended the throne, she had 2 lovers, one of who was the father of her first child. Her romantic relationship with Grigory Orlov, a Russian officer of the guards, helped her claim the throne. Later it was prince Grigory Potemkin. She wrote to him:

“The trouble is that my heart is loath to remain even one hour without love. It is said that human vices are often concealed under the cloak of kindness, and it is possible that such a disposition of the heart is more of a vice than a virtue, but I ought not to write this to you, for you might stop loving me or refuse to go to the army fearing I should forget you…”  (From the book “The Russian Chronicles,” 1998, Quadrillion Publishing, edited by Joseph Ryan)

Another one of her lovers, Stanislaw Poniatowski, was placed on the Polish throne, after the death of the Polish king.

Catherine was also a successful military ruler; her troops conquered a great deal of new territory. She gained influence over Poland through the relationship with the Polish throne. In 1768 Turkey declared war on Russia which ended favorably for Russia. She also gained territories on the Black Sea coast and the Sea of Azov area.

While Catherine enjoyed great military success, internally Russia had a precarious social structure. Much of the population lived as serfs, in essence a form of a slave. Poor farmers would sell themselves and their families to landlords to pay loans that they had taken. Their living conditions were horrible; Further, there were no rules regarding how they should be treated resulting in many acts of unspeakable cruelty. This would contribute to a full-fledged revolt led by someone laying claim to the throne which was initially suppressed with harsh military action. Although Catherine is said to have personally opposed the institution, she tolerated it. In 1767, her government even published a decree condemning serfs who protested about their conditions. She did this so that she would not lose the support and favor of the nobility.

Catherine died quietly in her bed on Nov. 17, 1796, at the age of 67 after suffering a stroke. There were evil rumors about the conditions of her death spread long after.

Catherine was succeeded by Paul I, who was supposedly her son with Peter III (Paul’s true father may have been Sergei Saltykov, one of Catherine’s lovers). In any event, Paul did not last long on the throne; he was assassinated in 1801.

During Catherina’s reign, the gap in wealth between the nobility and common man increased. Social conditions worsened and eventually, the royal family lost support. Nicholas II was executed in 1918, ending the Russian royal family.

The resulting civil war would see the rise of the world’s first communist state, one that would eventually become a global superpower.

Catherina had no claim to the throne.

Yet she reigned with authority.

The cost she paid?

At no point during her reign did she feel happy, contented, loved or secure.

All her actions seemed to have been focused on obtaining any of these needs.

Do you envy her?



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Come Thirsty

It was the beginning of another year.

She felt like life was pressing on her from every side.

Darkness threatened to subdue her spirit.

An overwhelming sense of helplessness and hopelessness engulfed her.

And she was afraid.

Afraid that she would fall once again into that bottomless pit of depression.

It wasn’t the first time.

But yet.

She wrote them down.

Each of the problems in her life.

And found solutions for NONE.

She read about “being thirsty”.

She asked the one who had promised to quench her thirst with living waters,

“Why am I yet thirsty?,

When you said I would never thirst again.

Nothing has changed. “


Not empty, but comforting.

He was listening.

“What do I do about my list of problems?”

“Is there anything you can do about them?”

She shakes her head- no.

“Then leave them to me.”

She smiled, for the first time in days.

“And what do I do in the meanwhile?”

“Rest”, he said, “And drink of living waters till your thirst is quenched.

“People will accuse me of ignoring the situation, of being complacent, of neglecting my responsibilities. They will see me as someone who is not able to cope and has lost it.”

“Do you care?”


She smiled as peace engulfed her.

That was before she fell into the most refreshing sleep in days.


The “WELL” prayer:

“Lord, I come thirsty. I come to drink, to receive.  I receive your work on the cross and in your resurrection. My sins are pardoned, and my death is defeated. I receive your energy. Empowered by your Holy Spirit, I can do all things through Christ, who gives me strength. I receive your Lordship. I belong to you. Nothing comes to me that hasn’t passed through you. And I receive your love. Nothing can separate me from your love.”

Max Lucado in “Come Thirsty” 98680





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Painting- Water to the thirsty

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Artistic Dissonance

Create, they said.

Enhance, make more.



Make sure it is there, but let no one infer.

Be sure no one understands, no one cares.



Let nothing resonate with anything else.

Let there be dissonance but subdued.



Let there be no pattern, no form,

No theme, nor rules to conform.



Art, they said, should be freedom,

Wild flowers of expression, restless thoughts.



Let it create feelings – of disharmony,

Let the light disturb, rather than soothe.







Let it be splashes of colour, edges and shapes,

But above all, nothing should make sense,

Nothing at all.




Iris Hotel, Gurgaon (NCR), Haryana, India on 7.12.2017.




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Calm waters are attractive

Sharing another piece of slam poetry by Julia Engelmann, which I could so relate to 🙂

Julia Engelmann -Calm waters are attractive

Stille Wasser sind attraktiv

I’m a Nerd.
But no stylish Hipster,
more of a thinker,
a total Chimera.
I don’t surf on any fashion trend nor retro wave,
I surf on the Internet.
Books to read and texts to write,
and sometimes I have the feeling
that I’m different and alone.
Nobody looks like me and
nobody seems to be close to me,
sometimes I have the feeling that no one is like me.
A place where I belong, there is none for me.
But why do I feel different?
what should happen next,
I wonder,
what do I do wrong,
I just want to blend in,
But then blend into what?
And what should it be called,
because we are indeed all different
and in that sense are similar to each other.
Maybe it’s not about what divides us
but about what we have in common.
Maybe that’s why we know each other
instead of staying alone.
Because it’s rather a matter of content
than of form.
It’s rather a matter of individuality
than of norm.
It’s actually a matter of fantasy,
and above all
it’s more about the what
than about the how.
What should it be called after all?
‘Everyone is strange and odd’
but these are mere synonyms for
peculiar and unique
If someone tells you you’re different,
then tell yourself that different
doesn’t mean wrong,
it’s just another way of being right.
And if you want to get along,
you have to move your ass,
you have to face your worst fears!
If you want to succeed,
you must fight off your pain barriers
up the toughest mountain
and keep moving forward.
And what matters is not how high you can leap,
but how high you think you can.
It’s not about physics,
but about imagination.
Above all it’s a matter of what
rather than how.
And who bounds another
enclose themselves
Who weakens another
doesn’t feel themselves strong
I open my heart
and leave life intact
because I believe it’s good enough that way.
And then I meet you,
and you see me.
And you take,
because you’re by me
and you make the sight clear,
you make real and visible
There are so many expressions,
so many countables
But we are two variables,
on which there was nothing to count,
and I find my place.
I find my space.
In the smallest intersection of your world
and mine
we are the smallest common diversity,
we are what holds us together
and maybe at the first sight
I’m not so cool,
maybe even boring for many people,
but I listen to your words
and I like your voice,
because I like you
and the way we turn the world in our favor.
And this makes me splendid to me.
We are both more
than the addition of ourselves,
We are both more
than the hours that we share,
we are both more,
we are both like mermaids,
whose characteristic is a so called need for salvation,
that is to say,
they can only be freed by the love of a man.
Maybe you are this man for me.
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Being open to feedback

“And David said unto Nathan, I have sinned against the Lord“. 2 Samuel 12: 1

“He who disdains instruction despises his own soul, but he who heeds rebuke gets understanding”. Proverbs 15:32

Sonia was told by her patient that her rude behaviour had hurt him deeply and that he would be hesitant to come to this hospital thereafter. Rakesh was penalised by his supervisor for a mistake caused due to negligence of the registrar who did the previous shift. Divya was told by her boss that if she did not change her attitude and behaviour, he would not be able to promote her, even this time.

All of us have been recipients of positive or negative feedback at some point of time.

Feedback can be an opportunity for personal growth and a tool for developing better relationships if responded to appropriately.

In the Bible passage, Prophet Nathan confronts King David about his adultery with Bathsheba and his attempt to cover up her resulting pregnancy by having her husband killed. David’s response, even though his crime was grave was commendable. He admits to the crime and repents, and was willing to face the consequent punishment.

How do we react when we receive feedback?

Do we try to defend our actions because we are afraid of being judged, criticised, alienated or rejected?

Do we feel attacked, regardless of whether the feedback was positive or negative?

Do we retreat in silence or do we counter attack and accuse the attacker, make hostile comments or become sarcastic?

David quietly acknowledges his error. It takes emotional and spiritual maturity to make such an admission. It requires a heart that is tender towards the spirit of God and open to correction. Accepting God’s unconditional love will help us to understand that we are not defined by our mistakes, and this opens the channels to let God work in us.

Next time we receive a feedback, we should consciously become aware of our tendency to defend ourselves.

We could start by accepting the feedback and keeping an open body posture.

Instead of attacking the “attacker”, we could ask the person what he or she would have done in the situation and thank the person for his or her insights.

If we are aware of a bad decision we have made, we could admit it before it is brought to light.

If there is a genuine and credible justification for our actions, we could state it in a calm and unemotional manner.

Dear Lord, help us to love instruction and to resist defensiveness, so that we may grow in you and glorify you in all our interactions. Heal us of our insecurities and our need to be blameless. In the name of Jesus, Amen.



How do we respond to feedback? Relate an incidence when you received a feedback, how could you have responded better?

Will Sonia be kinder to the next patient she sees? Will Rakesh be able to explain himself? Will Divya be able to change her attitude and behaviour? What would you do in their situation?

How do we keep ourselves from being prideful and keep our hearts tender and open to feedback?

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Is an affair forgivable?

Flowers for Victoria- Sunni Jeffers2388310


Single parenting. Teenage daughters. Teaching moral values. Getting back together.

Victoria is a successful business woman, who had to build a career from scratch after her husband left her for another woman. She is the mother of 2 teenaged daughters and involved in community activities. As such satisfied with her life until a repentant ex-husband Matt, comes back. Regretting the mistakes of his past, he tries to woo her back. Victoria goes through the process of re-examining her feelings towards Matt while questioning her beliefs and values. Implementing what she has been teaching her daughters is challenging.

Is it possible to forgive an affair?

Another Man enters the scene. Cleve is a rich, shrewd and successful company head, who is determined to make Victoria fall in love with him. Victoria falls for the classic advances and soon becomes very vulnerable. Now we have a not too complicated plot, which involves a conspiracy, planned by Cleve to overthrow Victoria’s company. In the end, Matt uncovers the plot, and Victoria realizing her own mistakes is able to forgive him.

The plot of the story is not unpredictable, the flow is slow and contains lots of repetitions. It is a nice relaxing read, which does not require mental effort, nevertheless entertaining.

“I have swept away your sins like a cloud. I have scattered your offenses like the morning mist. Oh, return to me, for I have paid the price to set you free.“  Isaiah 44:22

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Nominated for the Mystery Blogger Award :)

Yippie!!! Another award!

Rules of the Mystery Blogger Award:

  • Feature the award logo/image on your post
  • List the rules
  • Thank the blogger that nominated you
  • Tell the readers 3 things about yourself
  • Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well –> [Okoto Enigma]
  • Answer the questions provided
  • Nominate 10-20 bloggers and notify them by commenting on their blog
  • Ask the nominees 5 questions of my choice with one weird/funny question (specify)
  • Share and link to your best post(s)


I would like to thank Love Alchemy ( for thinking of me and for nominating me. Love Alchemy writes about healing, dreaming and weaving the fabric of life. She describes her journey in overcoming pain so beautifully and inspiringly that you think- I can do this too.

It is so nice to be awarded! Thank you.

What is The Mystery Blogger Award?

The Mystery Blogger Award was created by Okoto Enigma as a way to build connections between small bloggers. “Mystery Blogger Award” is an award for amazing bloggers with ingenious posts. Their blog not only captivates; it inspires and motivates. They are one of the best out there, and they deserve every recognition they get. This award is also for bloggers who find fun and inspiration in blogging; and they do it with so much love and passion.
– Okoto Enigma

Three things about Reaching the sun:

  1. Reaching the sun has been my journey into writing starting at scratch with no experience.
  2. Each blog I write helps me think clearer and understand myself better.
  3. I have not seen even one of my followers in real life J

Answers to questions asked:

  1. What did your past relationships teach you?

I learned you will be hurt, trust will be broken, promises not kept. But that’s alright, you just have to keep moving and rely on God alone. Onthe other hand there are people who stay by your side despite it all. They are the ones star dust is made of.

2.What one thing do people always misunderstand about you?

People seldom read my thoughts right, I’m good at hiding my true feelings. This leads to a lot of misunderstandings.

3.  What makes you feel accomplished?

Writing a good blog post! Performing a musical piece. Seeing the smile of a child who is getting well.

4.What is your favourite song?

I have many:

Trust in you- Lauren Daigle

Thrive- Casting crowns

Wrap my words- Daniel Bedingfield

Picture– Kid Rock and Shery Crow

Annie’s song- John Denver 

5. Weird Question: What would you name your boat if you had one?  If you already do, what did you name it?

I’ll probably never have one, we live far away from any water body. But if I had one, I’d probably name it ‘Moses’.


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Nominee Questions

  1. What inspired you to create a blog? And what keeps you writing?
  2. If you could be any other person for just a day, who would that be?
  3. What is the best advice that you have given to anyone?
  4. Did you have a turning point in life? If yes, what happened, and what made you change?
  5. Wierd question? What is your most favourite personality trait?



Note: If this is duplication of a previous nomination for the same award, or, if you have an award free blog I apologize in advance.

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