WeightLoss Of East Meets West

I was born in the Indian Sub-Continent everything in India revolves around spices, rice, festivals and brightly coloured Indian clothes. I conformed to the traditions of my very religious and strict family. I did not rebel, my dad was an Anglican Minister and my beautiful mother was a school teacher. But I loved my books not my study books but story books, I was hooked to Mills and Boon, Jeffry Archer, Danielle Steel, Cowboy stories of Luis L’amour, JT Edison, Robin Cook, Wilbour Smith, C S Lewis and many more stories, yes I was a hopeless romantic but my dad did not want me to date or party so I abided by his rules but at the same time apart from books I loved my music. I loved Whitney Houston, Celine Dion, The Spice Girls, Life was easy and good.

Then after my university where I hid. behind my music and books, I got a job in ICICI Stocks and Shares, Then my curiosity about other lands and places to see the western world took the better of me and I travelled a bit but still held captive by my religious upbringing. Surprisingly a door to come and study in the UK in Belfast Bible College to do a Diploma in Biblical Studies and Missions opened up and on top of that my parents too had an opportunity to work as missionaries in the Hillsborough Parish Church, This was such a blessing for us. It was then my dad and mum spoke to me about the prospect of marriage and my mother was raying for me and a few potential prospects from India emerged but I wanted to fall in love and didn’t want an arranged marriage, that was the only time Rebelled against my parents and told them if I can’t fall in love and get married I will be a protestant nun but I knew I will make a terrible nun, I loved makeup, pretty clothes and cute shoes way too much.

It was then I met my Prince Charming Mark Alexander we went on our first date to a restaurant called Olieo in Belfast, I asked him to order the food as I did not know much about western food, so after he ordered we waited for the food when the waiter brought the food I was surprised all I got was a small aubergine and goat cheese, I started fuming I thought he could have taken me to Mc Donalds and I could have had a hamburger, just then the waiter came again with a plate of Pink Salmon and Veg, It was then I knew the British Menu had a starter, main course and dessert, we held hands on the way back to the Bible College and we got married in nine months.

In the beginning our marriage was not a bed of roses, we were not just working on our relationship but on our cultural differences as well, it was then my husband and I started comfort eating especially in front of the television, from 9 stone I went up to 12 stone

My husband went up to 23 stone

We were not just an inter-racial couple but a huge inter-racial couple

We looked like Mr and Mrs Shrek

It was then through prayer, gyming and dieting our weight came off, Mark is now 14 stone

And I am 8stone 5

We both feel different and happy , above all we want to be healthy for our gorgeous 16 year old daughter, Yes we have had a transformation in our lives and I want to give God All The Glory

Metamorphosis

There was once a caterpillar who was a worm like all caterpillars. Everyday she used to climb on her favourite leaf and watch the beautiful butterflies in the morning and glow worms in the night, she loved the butterflies and asked God ” Dear Lord I am just a little black worm can you please make me beautiful , I want to be a butterfly and if you can’t make me a butterfly at least make me a glow worm.

She heard God laughing and saying ” Dear one be patient there will be a time when you spread your wings and fly, Caterpillar got up every morning and said ” Daddy God is it today I will Fly? Is it today Daddy God”?

She heard God saying ” Patience little black one, the time is near” One day after the caterpillar had a good lunch of celery, she felt tired and built herself a beautiful nest she said” Dear Lord I am going to hibernate, please wake me up when Spring comes” So God placed the best orchestra for the caterpillar when she wakes up again, He asked Mr Cricket to play his music, Miss Robin to sing her song and Miss Nightingale to sing along and the winds to blow the flute.

Caterpillar was overjoyed with tears in her eyes she went to sleep, not knowing if she will ever awaken again. But Daddy God watched over her, Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, Suddenly caterpillar felt the sun’s rays on her face, she got up , she thought it was a dream as the divine orchestra conducted by the greatest Conducter Daddy God himself. The music started , the caterpillar pushed and tugged at her nest, as the Robin went tweet, tweet and the cricket did his whistling and the nightingale sang her melodious song, the beautiful butterfly emerged.

God had tears in his eyes, Butterfly did not understand as the forest stood in awe at the most beautiful butterfly. Daddy God said Butterfly go have a look at your reflection in the pond , as butterfly looked she was shocked she asked Daddy God is that me? Is that really me? I was a small insignificant black caterpillar Now I am a butterfly. Daddy God looked at her said” Sweetheart I made you, I watched over you and now you have wings to fly but remember dearest one never have pride, I watched over you and made you into a beautiful Butterfly.”

Caterpillar said ” I love you Daddy God, thank you for watching over me and making me into a beautiful butterfly, I will serve you till I die, Thank you Daddy God , Thank you for the miracle of Metamorphosis “

The End

A Tribute To Oreo My Cat

Oreo came into our Lives a beautiful little Kitten, When we saw him we were smitten,

He was cute, playful and fun, Behind birds and butterflies he would run,

He loved chicken, ice-cream and ham, he loved his treats too, His love for us was true, His eyes were green blue, He slept on top of the stairs, he jumped on tables and chairs,

He gave us love and affection and food always caught his attention, He was naughty, cute and sweet and boy did he love his treat, I used to hug him so I could feel his heart beat

HIs heart no longer beats, he no longer eats treats, but his memory lives on and on, Oreo your life on earth is done, but no one can replace you cause your love for us was true, Your memory in our heart will stick like glue, You were one wonderful cat and part of our family, God Bless You Oreo as you play in Heaven’s Patio

OM Shanthi OM

It was a hot summer’s day, in a little village next to Chennai, Shanthi had just come home from work where she worked as a maid, to her little hut, to cook dinner for her two children. They were coming home from their village school. She cooked tomato rice and potato palya. She waited anxiously for Ravi who was 13 years old and Radha who was 10 years old.

Shanthi’s husband Vishwas had died of liver failure, and had left her with his debts. Shanthi had married Vishwas when she was just 18 years old and soon within a year Ravi was born and three years later little Radha was born. Vishwas used to drink a lot and got into debt because of his alcohol addiction, when Radha was a year old he died of liver failure leaving Shanthi with his debts.

Shanthi was a very religious person, her home had a Puja room and the God’s and Goddesses pictures were everywhere. Next to their pictures was a picture of Jesus, whom she worshipped as well as she lit her incense sticks in prayer.

The children came home from school, and enjoyed their tomato rice and potato palya. Shanthi only had a small portion so that Ravi could have two helpings of Rice. Watching her children grow was what kept her going. She was slowly paying Vishwas’s debt every month. So she had very little money left every month.So she did not buy anything for her self. All the money went on debt and food.

Ravi was telling her how he wanted his own computer one day so that he could do his studies, but the computer was only a dream out of reach. Life was hard for Shanthi. She knew she had to live for Ravi and Radha and she hoped that they would have a good life unlike her own.

One hot dusty afternoon hungry and tired Shanthi went to work as usual, to the houses she worked as a maid, her debts were worrying her and as she walked she slipped and her only pair of slippers broke and she did not have any money to fix it. She could feel the gravel, stones and sand on her feet as she walked.

Unable to take it anymore, she sat on the side of the road and wept, people were walking all around her. No one cared. Then yes THEN, she felt a strong arm on her shoulder and someone with a deep comforting voice, gave her a white handkerchief and he asked her, Why are you crying my child? Shanthi with dust and tears around her eyes, all she could mumble was slippers broken.

Then she looked at him. He was in his 40’s with kind brown eyes, strong shoulders and full of love and kindness. Shanthi felt so overwhelmed , she put her head on his shoulders and wept as he patted her head all of the suffering she was going through caused her to weep and when she had wept, he was still there patting her head and said ” It will be alright” she mumbled saying thank you and did not want to go from his firm hug.She felt at peace, she felt loved, she felt valued, she felt heard. She looked at him and asked ” Sir what is your name?” He smiled with a twinkle in his eye he said “Yesu” She said Sir please come to my house, I want to cook some food for you. So she took Yesu home to her little hut.As she was cooking she told Yesu about Vishwas and the debts he had left her with. Just then Ravi and Radha came home from school. Ravi and Radha showed Yesu their books and test results. Yesu encouraged Ravi and Radha to study well, and spoke to them. It was then dinner time.Shanthi cooked Chapathi and potato palya. Yesu enjoyed the food, and encouraged the children to study well.

Once the children had gone to bed. Yesu said he had to go, but before he went he gave Shanthi a hug and an envelope , He told her to open it once he went out. So Shanthi grateful for the hug from Yesu, had no idea what was in the envelope . After about an hour later she opened the envelope and in it was a lot of money. So that she could pay off her debts, live a comfortable life and put her children through college. And buy Ravi the computer he wanted.

She was so grateful with tears streaming down her face, she ran out but Yesu was not there. She went into the Puja room to thank the Gods,As she looked at the picture of Jesus, it had changed. The picture of Jesus was now the picture of Yesu. Yes Yesu who was there for her when she needed Him the most. She held the picture and wept. Jesus was Yesu, she spoke to Yesu everyday lit incense and worshipped Him.

Then Ravi graduated from college and became a computer engineer. Radha became a doctor . Both the children never forgot Yesu. It was time for Ravi to get married and Shanthi insisted he marry a christian girl. So Ravi married Mary a good Christian girl and had three children 2 daughters and 1 son. Radha married David a boy she met at medical college and got 2 sons.

As her grandchildren grew older Shanthi started getting sick with heart trouble.Now she was 78 in a beautiful hospital where Radha worked as a doctor. One night she became very sick as she was about to close her eyes she saw someone walk towards her, a man in his 40’s with kind eyes and strong shoulders, he gave her a white handkerchief , she looked at him folded her shaking hands and said “Yesu” Yesu held her hand and said Shanthi I waited for you, come home with me. So she held his hand and breathed her last breath and Shanthi and Yesu walked out of the hospital together.

The next morning Radha saw that her mother had died in her sleep, and in her hand was a white Handkerchief. Om Shanthi Om

Rahul The Doctor

Rahul The Doctor

There was once a boy called Rahul, he came from a very poor family from one of the villages in India. He lived in a humble mud hut, his mother was the servant of the rich landlord. Everyday his mother Radha would go to work and make food for Rahul and his father Krishnan who worked on the land for the Landlord. They did not have much money all they could afford was one meal a day.

Rahul used to dream of owning a car and driving it, like the Rich land lord. Rahul did not even have a chance to ride in a car, much less owning one. But this humble boy from a humble family had ambition.He went to the local village school and loved to study. He longed to become a doctor and help the poor people in the village. He knew his parents could not afford to pay for his studies.So he decided that even though he was from a poor low caste family, there were scholarships the Indian Government were giving to intelligent low caste children to study.

Rahul decided that he wanted that scholarship and study well, build a nice house for his parents and provide them with food three times a day and not only that he wanted to help the poor village people who could not afford going to the doctor and buy expensive medication.

So Rahul studied hard and when he was in the 10th grade, he got the highest marks in his class and got the first rank and received the scholarship he had been waiting for.He decided to study in Chennai, but Rahul being the village boy had one problem, his English was not as good as the other students. So he went to university and spoke to one of his professors who was amazed at this brilliant low caste boy who was studying in the university . So the professor became Rahul’s mentor, The professor named Ramen decided to teach Rahul English at his house every evening as he saw great potential in Rahul. Ramen the professor had a beautiful daughter called Sita who was two years younger than Rahul.Rahul was eighteen and Sita was sixteen.

Soon love blossomed between these tow young people. The professor though being high caste knew if Rahul married Sita, he would keep his only precious daughter happy.So Rahul, passed medical school with distinction and a few years later Rahul and Sita got married. Rahul was a low caste Dalit and Sita was a High Caste Brahmin.

But my dear friends, trends change, life changes, Time changes. The negative boundaries put forth by the ancient ancestors, of the rich and the poor, high caste and low caste, came together as one in marriage between Rahul and Sita.

Radha and Krishnan were so proud of their son. Rahul and Sita went back to Rahul’s village where Rahul built a huge hospital to help the villagers, and Ramen the father of Sita who defied society’s norms and restrictions to let his daughter marry a wonderful low caste man was very happy as well.

Rahul had two wishes one that his parents live in a nice house and second that they are able to have three meals a day. The hard work and sacrifice they put for their son to study was accomplished.

Dear reader it is time to rebel about the boundaries put forth by people for people. Every one is valuable to God. It is time for rich and poor to come together, High Caste and Low Caste to come together, Black and White to come together.

It is time our world loves and appreciates every human being as a blessing from God. Next time you see someone different give them a smile and support them, whatever gender they are. The world is changing and people in this world are changing and evolving . It is time for change.

Cosmic Universe

As the sun shines in creation

I look in wonder at every nation

Lord God I ponder what is my destination

What are you making in preparation

As I look into the future in confusion

Your hand takes hold of mine

As I see your creation in utter fascination

This destination for the future nation

Is in this cosmic universe

It can not be reached with lots of money in your purse

But through love, forgiveness and inner transformation

This destination is open to all

Do not worry if you fall

Because He our master stands tall and reaches out to us as we on Him call

Money will come, money will go

You grow richer as you help the poor

Love is the open door

Seek God He will help you more

If you you have God by your side

you will no more be poor

This New World now has an open door

As you see this new creation in utter fascination

Only God could have created something with such magnitude

This “JESUS” is one awesome, powerful , wonderful Dude

Creation

The Lord God of Creation

Wanted to build a nation

In the garden of Eden

But through sinful man

He had to forgo that plan

Then God sent His only begotten Son

To bring salvation to everyone

This almighty God chose us even before we were born

To give us hope

Like you see the stars through a telescope

So during difficult times we can cope

Jesus is the answer and not dope

Trust Him and He will bless you and make your life new

This Jesus is true

A Poem Of The Lord God Of Salvation

When I look at the sky

I wonder how God could make it so high

How the rains fall on the soil so dry

To yield its fruit in season

Each fruit has its own sensation

Each nationality different in every nation

The emotions of mankind filled with passion

God given jobs for our provision

The word of God our protection

To bring mankind salvation

Through the cross He brought about Justification

Let us our sins make a renunciation

And turn to Jesus

The Lord God of Creation

By The Indian Aunty

Sangeetha

Poem On The Lord Of Creation

The Lord God of Creation

Wanted to build a nation

In the garden of Eden

But through Sinful man

He had to forgo that plan

Then God sent His only begotten Son

To bring salvation to everyone

This Almighty God chose us even before we were born

To give us hope,

Like you see the stars through a telescope

So during difficult times we can cope

Jesus is the answer and not dope

Trust Him and He will bless you

And make your life new

This Jesus is TRUE