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On Trust


Once, a Famous Retreat Preacher in the North named Fr. Jim Borst and I were travelling by train. We were in one of what are called those ‘Super Fast’ trains of India, this one from somewhere in the North East to Delhi, if I remember rightly.

The point is that the place where We were to alight was Not a scheduled Stop, and Fr. Borst knew this! But when I mentioned this to him, he calmly replied: “It Will Stop.”

India, and particularly places like Bihar, have become Notorious for ‘Chain Pullings.’ These are opportunities provided by the Railways to Us to Stop trains in case of emergencies. Once my own father had nearly got left out when he had got down to buy some eats. We had pulled the chain as the train started moving and he got in.

to stop train pull chain

The red knob is attached to the Chain.

to stop train...

It is supposed to be used in situations like these. This particular one, I suspect, is a still from some movie! But it gives You the idea. But the fellow is doing it wrong. Either he thinks she can run faster than the train and catch up, or the idea of pulling the chain has not entered his, or any of the other passengers’ heads.

But it is quite often used by ‘local’ passengers to get down where they want, – at times near their villages Miles from any station! – and by vendors and their companions!

tea vendor

All images from the Internet.


Nowadays the Railway is doing away with this system altogether, but when/where they still exist, the pulling of the chain creates a partial vacuum, creating a drag for the locomotive, and to save power, the driver pulls the main brakes, (those who pulled the chain have their way), the vacuum is restored by flipping a lever at the end of the coach, and the train starts again. But train drivers many a time allow the train to go on for many a mile even though it costs more power, in order to discourage the ungodly.So Fr. Borst could not be Sure that the train would stop where We needed it to!

But it happened. Some fellows did pull the chain, the train stopped at the station where We needed to get down, and taking advantage, We alighted.

For me, it was a Great Lesson in Trust.

Others I have admired in this regard are St. John Bosco, who kept a house for Poor Boys, himself with No income, and Mother Teresa.

don bosco

John Bosco, also called Don Bosco.


The Saintly Mother Teresa

I had YEARNED to have Trust like theirs. But I Literally lived in Trembling and Fear. I was taking care of about 40 people at that time, as seen partially below, and many a time, I would have Only about Rupees 20 in my cash box!

That was when I started practising my Dhyaan, this time with the Intention of experiencing His Providence, and for me to Learn to Trust. It is a literal Miracle that We Never had to eat Our Rice without Pulses and Vegetables! Not to mention the Other needs. To see How to do Dhyaan, and How to become Steeped in Trust, etc, please click here.

The Good Lord WANTS to Shower His Blessings on Us. We are the ones who Block His Grace. …On this in another post.

One thing I consider a Negative in Our prayers is that

  • We are Constantly Asking,
  • Asking for Things,
  • Asking them for Ourselves (Alone), and
  • Constantly Asking!

As I have said, if We Trust, We Shall Not Repeat those Requests! Ok, No more than Once in a Day! 🙂



We cannot say to God: ‘YOU have created me. Now it is YOUR responsibility to keep me in luxury.’ Through the centuries, people have found that this does not work.

The Most Famous example that comes to mind is that of the Lord telling Moses: ‘Lift up your stick and hold it over the sea.’ Exodus 14:16.

What We have to note is that Moses too had expected the Lord to do Everything, and had been seemingly Crying out to the Lord (praying). It was then that the Lord spoke those words to him.

Again, ‘Moses held out his hand over the sea, and the Lord drove the sea back…’ Exodus 14:21. We have to do our bit, and then the Lord makes it happen.

Moses parts the red sea



Trust does not mean going with Our Eyes closed, because HE gave Us Eyes! And Brains. We are supposed to Use them to the Full. When We have done All We can, to Our Fullest ability, and yet have not achieved, Then We can and should relax, and leave things to Him.

God is Nor running a Grocery shop where we can give us lists and expect them to be fulfilled, Nor is He our Baby Sitter, running around behind us when we want to run on walls.


There is, after all, the thing called ‘Fools rushing in where Angels fear to tread.’ Even the Most Able soldier, the highest trained Spy, does not Rush in without having been briefed or reconnoitring the area. But what do We find?

The heroine of the movie Taken goes on a spree, her mother does not mind. …And elsewhere in another movie the girl goes for a party, is given drugs and raped. But the point is that the girl goes upon the invitation of casual acquaintances. This is NOT Trust, but Stupidity. If anybody wants to say these things happen only in movies, then…


I have not had the ‘Faith that moves mountains,’ or the ‘Faith that passes understanding,’ or, least of all, ‘The Gift of Faith,’ etc. Faith I have had, and my Faith has Grown.

Only when the human being Constantly Sees God’s Presence, His Actions and His Support in his life, does his Faith become Trust. That has happened to me.

I have only had the Tenacity and Persistence to Stay in my Dhyaan. And that is what brought me to Trust. The experiences of His Goodness take place in a Million ways for Each and Every one of Us. But We are talking of Experience, with a Capital E.

These Experiences are available to Everybody. I Wish You All the Experience of Trust! 🙂


PS: Though this is a subject on which I have spoken much, as such have had the material, the inspiration, the ‘push,’ as it were, to make a post of it came from some comments fellow blogger, the already mentioned Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, as in her <addandsomuchmore.com/> …again!


FGM, an act of brutality

FGM is not just an act of Brutality, it is also one of Inhumanity. It is Stupidity, it is Sin. Sin is the Biggest and the Strongest word I use.


The above words were what I had written as my own thoughts on the Re-blog. All these words are Additions, after 10 hours.

I had published this post at practically the same time as ‘Living in the moment.’ This post on FGM Proves that We Do Not live in the Moment. Because, that child’s picture got a whole 10 likes, and this one on FGM, None.

Are We Sure We know what FGM is? Years ago, I had read an article on this in the Reader’s Digest. FGM is not just cutting around the Clitoris. It is also Sewing up the Entrance to the Vagina, sometimes so much that just a Matchstick could enter into it, to enhance the ‘male’s’ pleasure. 

This horrible, so called ‘cultural’ practice does not only pose threats of Infection for the women, it is a matter of LIFE LONG, SEVERE PAIN. I have read that even passing Urine is a painful act for those who have had to undergo FGM.

IF We live in the moment, IF We are Concerned Human beings, We should show our Support for those our Suffering Sisters and Daughters by getting Involved in the Discussion.

Just Bliss

 (Pokot girls run from their hut and make their way to a place where they will take off their clothes and wash during their circumcision ceremony)


(A Pokot woman holds a razor blade after performing a circumcision on four girls. Practitioners use anything from broken glass to scissors)

Even though the brutal practice of FGM is now illegal in the country in many African tribes, traditions are more important than laws and circumcision is considered a rite of passage that marks their transition into womanhood so they can marry.

Reuter’s photographer Siegfried Modola captured the ceremony in rural Kenya for four teenage girls of the Pokot tribe, in Baringo County.

Draped in animal skin and covered in white paint, the girls squat over large stones in the remote village after being circumcised – a life-threatening custom banned in the country three years ago.

More than a quarter of Kenyan women…

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Love is the Answer?


People write lines like: ‘Love is all that matters,’ put that in a nice scene from somewhere, photoshop even that, and get 86808 likes. …No, I do not have doubts in the matter. Love IS the Answer. But the Question is, What do these fellows think Love IS?

  • Love is Risking Your Freedom to Fight for Your Fellow Man.
  • Love is Putting Your Life on the Line.
  • Love is Sweating Blood.
  • Love is Eating Your Heart Out.
  • Love is Giving Away at least 10% of Your Income, Regularly.
  • If These Kinds of things have Not been done, It Is Not Love.

fake love

Here is another one: “Waiting for you forever to stay in the waves of bliss.” These are the things they think is Love. This is Not just Sad, it is Stupid.

Love Does Not Exist in the Comfort Zone! 


A PICTURE OF NO-LOVE! Picture from Internet. This man is Not only Immersed, presumably in the TV, he is Not only a Couch Potato, he Bypasses his Child, and Toys with the Teddy! Wah!

Even while having Sex You have to Think of the Other. Otherwise You have Not Made Love! …Let us Strive for True Love.


Pulao, Mirrors, Elections, and Old People’s Homes!

A little post is going around Facebook just now, in the form of a little poem:

‘Gareeb ki thali me jab pulao aaya, samaz jaao desh mein chunao aaya!’ The words mean:

When ‘Pulao’ appears on the Poor Man’s Plate,
Know that the Elections have Come.


Photo from: http://madhoosfood.wordpress.com/2007/02/15/vegetable-pulao/

(Pulao is a Rice Preparation which only the Rich can Afford).

It goes much Deeper than that. It shows our STUPID Laws. It seems 70 Lakhs (7 million) can be spent on electoral expenses. Whether this per constituency or party, I do not know.


In our own village of Thanneerpalli, large, Calendar sized Mirrors, with pictures of the admk’s supremo, jayalalitha, have been distributed. Since they know I support AAP, they did not come to us.

The STUPIDITY lies in this: Our lawmakers, the members of the legislative assembly, and the election commission, make these laws. AND WE ALLOW THEM, and never question them.

The Problem is: Our Children WILL Question Us. Or, they may simply keep silent, and send us to OLD PEOPLE’S HOMES.