THE STORYTELLING QUEEN

Resting on His sweet oasis.  “You are lucky, Jessica. Very lucky”, Hadassah sipped her lemon juice slowly. They were at the latter’s house planning on honoring a wedding invitation from one of their school friend. An old secondary school friend of theirs.  “How do you mean?” Jessica balled.  “I mean, you healed so fast from the relationship that one would think nothing like that ever happened to you,” Hadassah returned pitifully.  Jessica smiled.  Hadassah would forever think that Dans Akins was the first to walk out on the relationship, thereby the pity.  Life after the breakup with Dans Akins has been weight -free. The mental burden of who Dans Akins really is, what they could and should introduce into their dwindling relationship, and what she prays that the future would turn to be were no longer a part of her.  “I found out that being single and waiting for God’s best is the best phase I ever would enjoy.”  “hmmmmmm….how do you manage to get ...

    Finding feet...too soon. It would not be that easy to put away the lovey dovey times that Jessica had experienced with Dans Akins off her mind. The memories still lingered and she was quite reluctant in letting go.  They blurred her vision from seeing the beautiful future that God had planned for her. Many nights of confusion wedged her thoughts - periods that she would hold unto a thin line, hoping that Dans Akins will take their relationship seriously by warring in prayers. There were also times that she had believed that God wouldn’t be disregard the conjoined prayers of two love birds.  Yet, Jessica found her feet- her balance, too soon. Jessica dwelled more in God’s presence, read her bible and seek for counselling. But in all, her price was far above rubies. Her kind of woman, as advised by her counsellor would not have been able to be  managed by Dans Akins. T he counsellor understood her worries unspoken. He emphasized that several hurdles crosse...

 My Tears are Angry. The evening Hadassah put a phone call through to Jessica was ethereal. Ever since Dans Akins had intimated her about his sudden break up with Jessica, Hadassah was still finding it difficult to understand them. In her eyes, they depicted the perfect picture of true love and compatibility, all through the years they had been together, she was softly and secretly waiting for Dans to propose. She had always thought that since Dans was still schooling, it would be pretty difficult to bear the barrage of responsibilities that marriage would bring, sometimes, she would subtly hint that Dans should plan the much awaited proposal with her. She was damn ready to be included in the happy-show for her friend.  To her, Jessica had been very faithful to him. “What could have gone wrong now?” She sighed as she braced up for to hear the w orst from Jessica, yet she wished things would change. “How could you, Jessica? And to say that you didn’t inform me?” Hadassah as...

Impossible! “ It has to be wholly ‘eaten’ and thoroughly ‘digested’ that the SUPERNATURAL CONTROLS THE PHYSICAL. The  things that we do not know, are far greater than the ones we know .” excerpt from Jessica’s diary. How infallible is the above proof? This will be best answered to individual’s knowledge, if we do not reason like a disciplined or random atheist.                                                                                             ***   IMPOSSIBLE. Jessica lazily scribbled down the word in many forms. It is just like every other words in her diary. A diary she has been keeping since her love story began in secondary school. But this time, the letters in the word, I.M.P.O.S.S. I.B.L.E, danced before her eyes l...

                                                              When LOVE frowns. “ Everyone seems to be happy, when the scent of my blossoming fills the air, but everyone becomes sad when the faintest of my whiff is sought after. We all are guilty of this. ” LOVE POV. I float invisible in the wide lawn of Yale university. I have been around for a while on this campus and I seriously want to settle in a heart that is as rich as my taste. I broaden my sensitive horizon by exhaling a calm aura. Yale university students haven’t known me in a long while. The last time I came here was to fulfill the wish of a forty six years old spinster; a doctorate degree holder in human kinetics. Right now, she is happily married and adopting a lovely child. “Oh my God! Such calmness and grace!”, I could hear James whistled. He had just seen a bea...

  First love (Premiere 'pyaar'). "how much does a 15years old girl knows about love?” “Come” "Wa" "Zo" "Ve" “Bia”     "Please come Oh?", Jessica beckoned to her friends from across the senior block hall . She was on her way to the bukateria, when she sighted them. In their usual gossip manner their mouths were glued to each others' ear, more than normal. Yes! Another sweet gossip in the air. Jessica could tell from their lively voices and fast roving eyes. But this  time, hers would be sweeter because she was ready to tell them - how she had found love, what love was to her and how being in love felt like. "Trust, there is a new thing on ground", Hadassah smiled and waved to Jessica. Among Jessica's friends, only Hadassah could question her moves and authority. The rest would always feel and act like Jessica should and could lord over them. "Please come Oh, dear friends", she cried as...

  Hey sis, In Has he proposed?  Can love itself suffice? Concerning marital, the desires to opt for the prettier dainties is very strong. See, without putting God first, making a life time mistake would be inevitable.  But, when we understand that love CANNOT conquer all, we will not conform to the desires of the flesh, we will allow the spirit rule. We will not over work ourselves to please others, since things will be allowed to take its natural course and the true nature of things would be revealed. And as the process goes, we will not fret in the face of mountain-kind of challenges, because we would boldly say that God is solely behind us.  Our lives are likened to a journey on earth. On the bus-stop of marital goals, we cannot afford to lose our match- our kind- our blood with the same striking DNA( the Blood of Jesus Christ that runs through the veins of those that are called His own), since the journey is capable of leading one to his/her eventual destiny (Hea...

 Trusting God's Sovereignty: Finding Peace in Uncertainty                Behind a smile is a tear that is hidden, behind a smile is a tear that is suppressed. Prior to the time of my granny's passing, it seemed like my mother already had a feeling that she would die, she carried her portmanteau and told the family to give her like two weeks that she would be back. Actually, she wanted to check on her mom and the feeling was already so strong. Two weeks passed and my mother didn't look like she was coming home, I felt nauseated; like I would puke anytime my father called to tell me the latest update.  Reality was far like the smell of November wind in the West. We all wanted our mother to be home, but at the same time, we needed granny to be well, and since there was no one taking care of grandma, my mother had to stay. I remember calling my mother one evening, telling her about Heaven and the possibility of granny's last days. I am not a...