The Bermuda Triangle

  "Generation Alpha has very different expectations for the entire world. Everything that's going to happen in their lives needs to be visual, on demand, adaptive , and we have to find a way to embed that into our experiences." — Margo Georgiadis  Gen Alpha- the ones born from 2010 till date- including my own kid- shows traits never seen before in teens of yonder years. Their eyes have been glued to screens from the time they were born. It may have initially started as a way to get them sit tight and finish their meals, but eventually it became a habit- and this habit has become part of their behavior without them being aware of it. Even we adults have become so accustomed to our gadgets, it takes up so many of our hours of the day, that we could have been reading, spending quality family time or even pick up on a hobby or talent. Screens- it has overcome our time and our next generation- and if we do not do something about it- we will just allow the screens to turn our w...

  There are no crown-wearers in heaven who were not cross-bearers here below. Charles Spurgeon The anxiety. The stage. The nerves. The audience. The ambience. The performance. The whistles. The claps. The howls. The standing ovation. It all becomes a blur once a judge presses that Golden Buzzer- the ultimate acknowledgement in platforms like America's Got Talent or Britain's Got Talent. Those who have seen video clips or actual reality shows like these know exactly why the Golden Buzzer matters- it is not only a life-changing moment, but also your ticket to fame and maybe even prosperity. After maybe months or years of planning, preparing and practicing, participants come to such stages with high hopes of being recognized. When their talents and back stories create a vibe, the spectactors, including those watching at home through the TV or social media, get worked up with excitement for the performer. Tears roll down, smiles turn into laughter, and our hearts pump a bit faster ...

  "I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth" (Genesis 9:13)   The time has come that I fear each time my child asks questions- questions that never even existed when I was growing up. The very symbol of God's promise given to Noah after the Big Flood has been bent and disfigured and misused that the very sight of it screams trouble rather than hope now. The present population in this world gives less and less thought for the very Being of God. The more they want to dwell in immoral ways, they keep moving away from the Creator. The more they think ungodly love is all they need, they would not feel the warm hug of their Heavenly Father. The more the holy institution of Family is torn down, the less need of a Saviour to protect your loved ones. The more we hear the voices of this world, there is no way we can hear Him calling. You go in search of love, or satiety, not knowing that running to God can solve all your ...

Behind every child that believes in themselves is a teacher that believed in them first.  Dedicated to my dear teachers, Mrs. Bev Koops and Mrs. Lavonne Roosendaal      Out of 92 students that passed out with me from school, twenty-two years ago, around seven of us only chose teaching in some way- whether in a school or college- while most of the others chose the 'popular' professions. Who wants to teach kids? Who wants to correct answer sheets all their life? This same pattern keeps happening even today, if you look into our communities and see how many choose to become teachers. Well, teachers are the least paid group universally, so nobody would turn to even consider this as a job option. Then how can you blame the education sector for not having quality teachers to teach your kids? How can you point your finger at them saying the teachers or professors of today lack expertise or subject knowledge? If the cream of the society chose not to opt for this most 'noble ...

The cold wind blows as we ring the bell- Which feels as if death lingers right outside the doorstep and knocks to come in.  We know there is a soul inside ready to join the Creator, Ready to leave this world of suffering. As we proceed to see that soul right now gasping- Gasping for the world's precious air- Holding on to loved ones and more living moments; The soul knows deep inside that the clock is ticking. The heavy breaths take me back to the hospital room 17 months ago- Where I got used to hearing that sound for a few days, And sat with my birth giver, looking at her mouth open and shut, Occasionally looking down to the Exam papers I was scoring. I never knew that the seventh day in that room would be the day to pack up- Yet go back home without its homemaker. How would I know that that day she raised her hand in Hallelujah  She would go to the realm of eternal praise and keep singing forever! The agony this infectious disease causes is unfathomable- Yet the sufferers ar...