When Godsy heard.

When I decide I must write after a break of eight long months, I write with excitement. I start off from where I last left, God’s little angel-Godsy.   “I have seen sadness. I have seen torture,I have seen desperation, I have seen weakness. But most of all I have seen hope.” The first time I…

The tomorrow will come

I saw him for the first time today. Since I first heard about him, wrote about him, followed up closely about his progress and spoke to his wife, Its the first time today I saw him. His eyes have a slight tinge of blue, like sea water. I went really close to his bed. And…

This is the life of a destitute.

It’s been 23 days today. I have seen an expired visa hold back life, more cruelly, death. Today, when I wish more than anything for some help, I silently wish even more that Haridas had had some documents. It perhaps wouldn’t have been so hard then. Bhaskaran Haridas was a highly reputed photographer. Like any…

Encounters with tear and triumph

Stories of tear and triumph keep pouring in throughout the narrations of Oman based social worker, P M Jabir.Jabir has been actively involved in selfless social service in the Sultanate of Oman for almost three decades now. His life today revolves around his service to the society and the deep sense of satisfaction he derives…