In 2015, I went to my native to visit my family after 3 years. During my stay, I was a victim of a robbery.
I was going to the embassy for a visa application and on my way, a person came to me asking for help. The person spoke in English and asked me about a place I didn’t know and he was insisting on it. I had my bag with me and in it, I had my laptop, passport, yellow card, diploma certificate, other certificates and all the necessary documents required for the visa application. Continue reading
Before joining CFCI I didn’t really know how to pray. I wanted to, but I didn’t have anyone to guide me. I used to treat God more like a shopkeeper. I would only turn to him to ask for favours, and even if I would pray a little, I felt I was doing God a favour.
While I was in Goa, I was shy to pray in front of family or anyone else. Even when I would go for retreats I would never be able to close my eyes, but I would laugh at the others praying. If anything would go wrong in my life, I would end up blaming God for it and felt it was useless to pray. Continue reading
What if I told you that God was calling you to pack up, leave everything and everyone you held dear and move to a completely foreign land?
Would you do it? Continue reading
Since 2017, I’ve uprooted my life – changed jobs (twice), field of work (twice), embraced the life of an extrovert while moving to a city I had never visited before, where I had no relatives, a few acquaintances from the community, no backup plan and no funds in my bank
How was all this possible? Continue reading