Roslin’s debut book of poetry was published last week and is now available for purchase on Amazon and Flipkart. The Caterpillar’s Heartbeat is a collection of poems by Roslin which depict her struggles to become a recognized person in a world with huge obstacles. Her[…]
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The Living Stone – By Shalom Logos (Class of 2007)
“I remember saying to myself and others that if I don’t find a church I’ll start one.” Shalom Logos recounts his quest for a church in a little town in Arunachal Pradesh –————————————— 13 February 2019, Tawang Right from the time I decided to[…]
AN ODE TO MY SANTHOSHA VIDHYALAYA FRIENDS – By Ruth Duraiswamy
In a boarding school, with the absence of family and siblings, its fellow-boarders who are your go-to resources for heartbreaks, relationships, and other life advice! This poem is an ode to that friendship – a friendship that started before we learnt to brush our teeth[…]
Don’t forget your toothbrush and other advice
Make a kit list before your travel. It’s one of those life lessons you learnt that never ceases to be of use. Do not forget your umbrellas, but come ready to embrace the drizzle and with it, any reminiscence of childhood. Carry your[…]
Go Tell it on the Mountains – by Dani (The Dohnavur Post Volume 1, Issue 2)
A great many years of our lives have been painted against the backdrop of this magnificent vista. Countless evenings have been spent, especially Sunday evenings, in looking up at the mountains, imagining the dark forbidding forests, or in watching the periodic forest fires or in[…]
Rumours of Rapture
Probably it all started after we had seen one of those movies from Mark IV pictures. There were several of them. Thief in the Night, Distant Thunder and the third part whats-its-name. That’s how we knew about the second coming, Judgement day and everything. Those[…]
Plate racks and the recorded histories of past nights
When I was a child, someone told me that if you stretched out your palm to a gypsy lady on the Marina beach, she’d immediately be able to see your past written on it. The jagged lines would tell her about your tryst on the[…]
Voices of a Million Angels
Back in those days, the banyan tree used to be our “auditorium”, and its shade was our “Chapel” on Sundays. After a breakfast of Upma on Sunday mornings, you’d walk in single file to church and drop the rupee coin into the offertory box.[…]
In the Beginning
It was the year 1982, and advertisements had been posted in magazines of missionary organisations – announcements related to a new school that was being opened in a small town called Dohnavur in Tirunelveli district of Tamil Nadu. Before the days of kit lists and[…]
Remembering Merlin – Class of 2005
A few weeks back, Rachel sent a message on the class whatsapp group asking if anyone was interested in doing something in memory of Merlin. That’s what got all of us started on this small project that ends today on November 9 – which was[…]