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term='passion'/><category term='formation'/><category term='country'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='food'/><category term='optimism'/><category term='religion'/><category term='idleness'/><category term='devotion'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='ecumenism'/><category term='habits'/><category term='Lemoyne'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Heartstrings</title><subtitle type='html'>...random thoughts of one who intends to make himself useful to others and meaningful to oneself!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-9140743823507876327</id><published>2012-01-29T23:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:39:04.002+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><title type='text'>Substance over form</title><content type='html'>After many days I spent some quality time reading the newspaper.  Luckily it was Sunday and there was something more worthwhile than the political nonsense that usually fills the pages.  I came across the following article dealing with education, titled &lt;a href="http://www.thehindu.com/opinion/open-page/article2840554.ece"&gt;Wake up and smell the coffee&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu&lt;/span&gt; January 29, 2012). The author rightly pointed out the plague of our Indian educational system.  As a corrective measure, the following points were suggested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To emphasise substance over form&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having quality educators ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I firmly agree that most often teaching becomes just another profession.  It isn't!  It is a noble task, for it enriching both the teacher as well as the student.  Furthermore a teacher, if truly committed and competent, can work wonders in the life of the student.  I do believe that helping students focus on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;substance of life&lt;/span&gt; makes education holistic and worthwhile the effort.  If not, even a computer or a tape-recorder can be labelled a 'teacher'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-9140743823507876327?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/9140743823507876327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/substance-over-form.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/9140743823507876327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/9140743823507876327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/substance-over-form.html' title='Substance over form'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3439671732658455356</id><published>2012-01-27T22:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:28:49.314+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>Trespassers on a picnic spot?</title><content type='html'>During my retreat at Hyderabad, and one of the last days of the retreat I took a long winding walk with Mas and Chinnappa.  We made a round of the Himayatsagar barrage and once we reached one end of the barrage, I could not but reach for my mobile to click the photo below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUdQit9Vw_U/TyLWf0q4KZI/AAAAAAAADSw/FblxaoMMMKk/s1600/Photo0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUdQit9Vw_U/TyLWf0q4KZI/AAAAAAAADSw/FblxaoMMMKk/s320/Photo0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702355920407243154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though I mainly  clicked it, thinking that they got the word 'sewage' wrong and to record such crazy ideas, I checked the word today and found that I was ignorant of the word '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sewerage"&gt;sewerage&lt;/a&gt;'.  Anyway, I learnt the meaning of the latter but on a closer look at the photo, I couldn't but laugh when I read the warning ' Tresspasser will be prosecuted'.  The place is actually a picnic spot which is visited by hundreds everyday!  It would be interesting to find out which of the millions who've been there (tresspasser!) has been prosecuted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3439671732658455356?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3439671732658455356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/trespassers-on-picnic-spot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3439671732658455356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3439671732658455356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/trespassers-on-picnic-spot.html' title='Trespassers on a picnic spot?'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUdQit9Vw_U/TyLWf0q4KZI/AAAAAAAADSw/FblxaoMMMKk/s72-c/Photo0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1309829950591630146</id><published>2012-01-27T21:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:55:58.106+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='integration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><title type='text'>Integrating study and life</title><content type='html'>After quite a few weeks of break I resumed my classes today. It was really refreshing.  Somehow, once in a classroom, I just feel totally myself... at my best.  And furthermore when students are very much involved and actively participating the thrill of teaching is doubled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, learning from past experiences (looks like I'm learning more than the students!), I put them on a new assignment from next Tuesday.  I know very well that studies are a total disconnect from their life.  According to the Brothers, this whole thing of Philosophy and study has no bearing on life... that they are convinced of.  So the result is that they see no connection - or rather, make no attempt to see the profound connection - between what is studied and what and how a life is lived.  To break that, I've asked my students to pick any one idea of the Gospel of the day, and any Metaphysical principle that we have spoken of during the semester and show me the connection... all of this in just 6 sentences.  At first when I said, 'assignment' they were all pale, but when I explained what I wanted from them and why, they seem to brighten up to the idea.  Let me see what they come up with for the next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1309829950591630146?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1309829950591630146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/integrating-study-and-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1309829950591630146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1309829950591630146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/integrating-study-and-life.html' title='Integrating study and life'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7205184282363980224</id><published>2012-01-26T00:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:10:07.062+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyber media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Silence in Communication</title><content type='html'>Here's perhaps the crux of the Message of the Holy Father, Benedict XVI on the occasion of the &lt;a href="http://www.vatican.va/holy_father/benedict_xvi/messages/communications/documents/hf_ben-xvi_mes_20120124_46th-world-communications-day_en.html"&gt;46th World Communication day&lt;/a&gt; (Jan. 24, the feast of Francis de Sales):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The process of communication nowadays is largely fuelled by questions in search of answers. Search engines and social networks have become the starting point of communication for many people who are seeking advice, ideas, information and answers. ... Indeed, people today are frequently bombarded with answers to questions they have never asked and to needs of which they were unaware. If we are to recognise and focus upon the truly important questions, then silence is a precious commodity that enables us to exercise proper discernment in the face of the surcharge of stimuli and data that we receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[Read the full text here:&lt;a href="http://www.vatican.va/holy_father/benedict_xvi/messages/communications/documents/hf_ben-xvi_mes_20120124_46th-world-communications-day_en.html"&gt; Silence and Word: Path of Evangelization&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7205184282363980224?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7205184282363980224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/silence-in-communication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7205184282363980224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7205184282363980224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/silence-in-communication.html' title='Silence in Communication'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3994396440286412881</id><published>2012-01-25T23:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:52:29.510+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decision-making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don Bosco'/><title type='text'>Criteria for prioritizing</title><content type='html'>Among the many things that Don Bosco learnt and mastered, music was an important feature.  Something he passed on to his sons, as well.  However, during his formation to Priesthood, he was once drawn into playing the violin for a party.  The merriment and mood created by his music disgusted him so much that he broke the violin and never again touched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This set me thinking: Do I sift my talents?  Do I prioritise and accordingly focus my energies? And perhaps the most important of all, what criterion do I have for such a prioritization?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3994396440286412881?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3994396440286412881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/criteria-for-prioritizing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3994396440286412881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3994396440286412881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/criteria-for-prioritizing.html' title='Criteria for prioritizing'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3182975447459984958</id><published>2012-01-25T23:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:47:33.369+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enthusiasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don Bosco'/><title type='text'>Little Johny's zeal</title><content type='html'>Don Bosco, as a boy, aspiring to join the seminary in order to pursue his dream of priesthood, had to fend for himself.  His mother, Mamma Margaret, did not have the resources to meet all his financial requirements.  John Bosco &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFSC8MCQbxo/TyBHIIIB2kI/AAAAAAAADSQ/21BuEDXo0cs/s1600/b009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFSC8MCQbxo/TyBHIIIB2kI/AAAAAAAADSQ/21BuEDXo0cs/s320/b009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701635333196732994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had to secure them on his own.  This, coupled with his poverty, saw him engage in all sorts of works: grazing cattle, agriculture, tailoring, book binding...  However, what strikes one is his zeal to learn.  He could have very well, stuck to learning Latin, devoting his 'free time' during work days to this task. Of course, Latin was perhaps the deciding  factor - besides money!  But little Johny was of a different mould.  He was keen to learn, eager to know, stubborn till his head and heart were at peace... So even though, he was only working for the tailor, he learnt tailoring, when he could have very well, done the least and got the most amount of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tells me something of our strategy of work and apostolate: what's the aim of our struggle?  Success, name, fame...?  What do we do with the rich experience we gain in and through every single deed? Do we harvest that abundant experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3182975447459984958?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3182975447459984958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-johnys-zeal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3182975447459984958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3182975447459984958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-johnys-zeal.html' title='Little Johny&apos;s zeal'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFSC8MCQbxo/TyBHIIIB2kI/AAAAAAAADSQ/21BuEDXo0cs/s72-c/b009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1426561993775031013</id><published>2012-01-24T22:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:57:41.759+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saints'/><title type='text'>MSFS celebrations</title><content type='html'>I'm just back from the MSFS celebrations of the feast of St Francis de Sales.  I was keen on going and joining their celebrations because there is no fanfare at their place.  All their celebrations are very modest and without much noise and ado.  Most importantly, they are punctual and short.  There was a large gathering of Priests and religious as well as some well wishers.  On the way, driving the jeep, I was told by an MSFS priest (travelling with us) that they are about 40 confreres in each of the Provinces.  India has six of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why many feel at home with the MSFS, especially here in Vizag is that, though this is their stronghold (even the Bishop is an MSFS), they never impose themselves.  They show no dominance or try to exercise authority.  They go about their tasks without much noise and are ever willing to lend a helping hand to the diocese.  This peaceful strategy does not threaten any other group, congregation or the diocese of the Church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1426561993775031013?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1426561993775031013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/msfs-celebrations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1426561993775031013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1426561993775031013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/msfs-celebrations.html' title='MSFS celebrations'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5445925557670383227</id><published>2012-01-24T15:26:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:34:25.037+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='administration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocation'/><title type='text'>Priorities</title><content type='html'>I was at the bank yesterday and spent almost two hours sorting out transactions of the Seminary accounts.  All along the bank employees were very kind and did offer me a great amount of help. They kept suggesting things that I need to do which would help me get the most of the available resources.  Most of it was going way above my head. At one point, I laughingly shared with them, "Just understanding and putting things in the right place itself is costing me my hair! Anything more would see me lose even the little piece of brain I have below that hair!" They all had a hearty laugh ... and we carried on with our work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to myself, there are so many confreres who are so adept at all this financial transaction and even, manipulation.  To them this seems a child's play.  Should I too master this financial domain too?  The temptation is there but in order to get to know the nuances of it, I need to give up something else.  Now that's a pretty loss.  I certainly have my priorities right. Financial administration is one area I'd rather be ignorant than give up something which I feel, as a religious I ought to focus on.  To get the basics of essential aspects of life in general, yes, but to gain mastery of all aspects of life, I think is stupidity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5445925557670383227?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5445925557670383227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/priorities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5445925557670383227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5445925557670383227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3175361656543924339</id><published>2012-01-21T22:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:00:43.341+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apostolate'/><title type='text'>Learning their own lessons...</title><content type='html'>Last week, right on the day of my arrival from Hyderabad, a couple of the Brothers came to meet me.  They were a bit perturbed and slowly shared with me the experience they had just the previous day when they were out for the ministry in one of the neighbouring villages.  A couple of youngsters had cornered them and accused them of preaching religion and in a way seducing the innocent women of the village.  They sternly warned the Brothers not to come to the village again.  I listened to them and realised that they were a bit shaken up but I let it sink in them and heard their full narration without interrupting or saying anything.  After they finished all that they had to say, I just told them: "We'll see." They surely were not expecting just that from me.  However, I was in no way going to give them a remedy just then and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later when they submitted their report in writing, as is expected of everyone on every weekend, I asked them to think over it for another day, meet together, discuss their next step and meet me with their opinion.  They did so two days ago, stating clearly that they wish to continue to go to the village. Even then I did not say anything.  I met them again this afternoon and told them my purpose of letting them take a decision about this: anyone other than them deciding what to do next, would be someone else's decision and never their own.  I wanted them to make their own decision and then I'd promise my full support for that.  It would then be their decision, about their ministry, for their own good!  However, for safety sake, I did add a couple of observations prior to their departure this afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a while ago, when they returned, they were beaming from ear to ear.  They couldn't wait to share their experience of the day with me.  Today, quite a sizeable population of the village came out openly in support of them, against the youngster (today there was only one left, I was told - the others disappeared into thin air when the support group increased!).  I once again listened to their whole narration and expressed my joy at this turn of events.  I wished them goodnight asking them to draw their own lessons from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One among them came back to share with me what he says is now too evident for him. He stated: "Brother, if we are sincere in our ministry we need not be frightened at all.  We only have to be true to what we are supposed to do." Well, that's a great insight, self-earned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3175361656543924339?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3175361656543924339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/learning-their-own-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3175361656543924339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3175361656543924339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/learning-their-own-lessons.html' title='Learning their own lessons...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4140190395830171085</id><published>2012-01-21T01:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-21T02:04:26.397+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Chaos Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym01v8OPLrI/TxnNyU2G57I/AAAAAAAADRg/bHlDr8RURxk/s1600/chaos%2Btheory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym01v8OPLrI/TxnNyU2G57I/AAAAAAAADRg/bHlDr8RURxk/s320/chaos%2Btheory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699813067886880690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460745/"&gt;Chaos Theory&lt;/a&gt;.  A lovely movie for  precision freaks! It is the story of a time-management speaker and his life story especially of that phase where he discovers, the hard way, that life isn't a planned schedule.  It takes its own turns and twists.  The lead character, played well by Ryan Reynolds, through a bizarre chaotic string of events learns the strength of love, over and above his precise calculations and plans.  One of the concluding dialogues sums it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The most important thing about love is that we choose to give it and we choose to receive it making it the least random act in the universe. It transcends blood, it transcends betrayal and all the dirt and makes us human.&lt;/blockquote&gt;The best parts of the movie that I liked are the ones where the confusion begins, him being seduced by a participant, ending up in a hospital helping a pregnant woman deliver a baby (and then she disappears), the wife getting a call about 'her' baby.  The scene where he discovers that he has been sterile all his life (and mind you, he has an adorable daughter of seven), is quite amusing and touching at the same time.  The conversation in the boat with his best friend trying to save him from committing suicide, while he actually is trying to shoot him is hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4140190395830171085?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4140190395830171085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/chaos-theory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4140190395830171085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4140190395830171085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/chaos-theory.html' title='Chaos Theory'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym01v8OPLrI/TxnNyU2G57I/AAAAAAAADRg/bHlDr8RURxk/s72-c/chaos%2Btheory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-386234125775708004</id><published>2012-01-20T23:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-20T23:58:14.744+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Work done easy!</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole day today in my room itself.  I sent word to the Principal that I wouldn't be taking classes - perhaps one of the few times in my whole life when I've skipped classes.  I took time to correct the dissertation papers of my students.  But this year, thanks to their lethargy and the freedom given to them, there is absolutely no stuff in their papers.  That makes my work really very easy as I barely have anything to correct therein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really surprising to see the standard of students these days.  Earlier times, as school children reading was a compulsory requirement.  In the aspirantate, book summaries were demanded.  In the philosophate we had to almost by heart the whole library.  And now, our Brothers spent their whole year with just one book and still there is barely anyone who can claim that he understood at least one-third of it. What a shame! It is not that the books approved were of some Heideggar or Lonergan!  Far from it, most of them  were just some 'booklets' with a hard cover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-386234125775708004?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/386234125775708004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/work-done-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/386234125775708004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/386234125775708004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/work-done-easy.html' title='Work done easy!'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1313205150162325089</id><published>2012-01-18T22:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:59:46.699+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Chicken of God</title><content type='html'>With the first years today, I began the chapter on Hermeneutics, as part of Epistemology.  Having described briefly what it is all about, I was explaining its origin and that when I said that initially it was restricted to the study of the Bible.  Slowly  it evolved  to be applicable to every aspect of life. As part of this I know not how, I ended up asking the Brothers if they ever asked why and how was Jesus referred to as 'Lamb of God' and not as 'Chicken of God'.  They had a good laugh but soon they did get the import of it.  Hope they grasp the right things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1313205150162325089?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1313205150162325089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/chicken-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1313205150162325089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1313205150162325089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/chicken-of-god.html' title='Chicken of God'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2615848012131181769</id><published>2012-01-18T22:38:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:54:18.339+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priesthood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocation'/><title type='text'>Getting priorities right</title><content type='html'>This morning a new Priest celebrated his first Mass here in the Seminary for the community. He is a past pupil of this seminary but is currently ordained for the Miao diocese of Arunachal Pradesh.  During the Mass and thereafter he shared with the community some of his hardships and struggles which he underwent along his journey to Priesthood.  Listening to him, time and again, repeat that he had to undergo many trials, shed many tears, face many hardships, ... and finally become a Priest' I was wondering what was the emphasis upon?  Though not explicitly stated (as I've heard several do) the guy was in some sense indicating that he had 'won' a victory.  But from what I heard of him, he seems to be a simple guy, unfortunately misunderstood by some - and therefore supported and encouraged by many.  Whatever it be it was good listening to him.  I only hope our Brothers don't get the wrong message - just persevere, come what may, and one day you'll be a Priest! Even if along the way, you'll have to compromise on basic values and principles, no problem.... but never jeopardise the 'ordination' plan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2615848012131181769?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2615848012131181769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-priorities-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2615848012131181769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2615848012131181769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-priorities-right.html' title='Getting priorities right'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7359711975079178187</id><published>2012-01-17T19:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:14:58.048+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Qualities of the heart</title><content type='html'>Fr Santiagu presided over the Mass today and in his homily recommended that we all strive to acquire the qualities or treasures of the heart.  Rather than focus on things not relevant to this state of life, he asked us all to cultivate the virtues of sacrifice, compassion, tenderness, truthfulness, sensitivity and gratitude. Citing the&lt;a href="http://www.dailygospel.org/main.php?language=AM&amp;amp;module=readings&amp;amp;localdate=20120117"&gt; reading of the day&lt;/a&gt;, that of the selection of David, the youngest of the lot of Jesse, rather than the strong and mighty sons, he said that Yahweh sees the interior rather than the physical or exterior. Let us then strive to grow strong and courageous from within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7359711975079178187?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7359711975079178187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/qualities-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7359711975079178187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7359711975079178187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/qualities-of-heart.html' title='Qualities of the heart'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4270229369727686092</id><published>2012-01-16T23:16:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:32:51.118+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><title type='text'>Mary Magdelene and Jesus</title><content type='html'>I'm still enamoured by the person of Mary Magdalene and was wondering if at all she had not been caught in that 'act of adultery' &lt;span class="st"&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+8%3A1-11&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;John 8:1-11&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.  If at all, she would not have been almost stoned to death... and of course, Jesus' final act of saving her.  Would she have changed her lifestyle if none of this had taken place?  Could a chance meeting with Jesus effected the same change as did this dramatic episode?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TjZbp-qSms0/TxRlmShA5VI/AAAAAAAADQM/8xfC4KwoRyQ/s1600/z25874964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TjZbp-qSms0/TxRlmShA5VI/AAAAAAAADQM/8xfC4KwoRyQ/s320/z25874964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698291137010263378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retreat preacher said that in that moment of heightened anger and mob frenzy, Mary 'reconciled' (I think the right word would be 'recollected') her whole life as she awaited certain death.  And it is when none punish her, not even the Righteous One, that repentance takes place.  However, if this were true, then only such dramatic moments of crisis should lead to repentance.  Can not reconciliation and repentance take place without a 'crisis'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My understanding is that Mary Magdelene would anyhow be a different person, whether rightly or wrongly accused, whether brought to be stoned or not... for what really mattered was her encounter with the Lord.  The rest only provided a sort of context, a dramatic one indeed, but not necessarily the only one possible. And certainly a 'crisis' is not the pre-requisite to meeting the Lord! He is present all the time!  But, in the case of Mary Magdelene, what a glorious transforming encounter it was!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4270229369727686092?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4270229369727686092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/mary-magdelene-and-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4270229369727686092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4270229369727686092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/mary-magdelene-and-jesus.html' title='Mary Magdelene and Jesus'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TjZbp-qSms0/TxRlmShA5VI/AAAAAAAADQM/8xfC4KwoRyQ/s72-c/z25874964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-853930946027045309</id><published>2012-01-16T23:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:07:36.049+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><title type='text'>My Parish Priest is like God...</title><content type='html'>During the retreat, someone almost equated his Parish Priest with God, saying, "Our Parish Priest is like God..." and just as we were beginning to feel jealous of his fortune, he added, "... invisible six days of the week and incomprehensible on the seventh day!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-853930946027045309?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/853930946027045309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-parish-priest-is-like-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/853930946027045309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/853930946027045309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-parish-priest-is-like-god.html' title='My Parish Priest is like God...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-909153757756065242</id><published>2012-01-16T22:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:02:27.951+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salesian assistance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious life'/><title type='text'>Sign of things to come??</title><content type='html'>The other night  I had a  dream:  I found myself being challenged by a young Salesian (perhaps a formee) about respecting his decision to not live life seriously or something about the right to live as he thinks best.  I dreamt that I responded (surprisingly staying calm), "Think and speak for yourself, others and everyone concerned, something that is worthwhile now and relevant for later too ... then I'll value your words, respect your thoughts and consider you as a sincere religious.  But if your whole world of thought, word and deed begins and ends with you, then I have no hesitation whatsoever to say that you're in the wrong place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign of things to come??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-909153757756065242?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/909153757756065242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/sign-of-things-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/909153757756065242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/909153757756065242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/sign-of-things-to-come.html' title='Sign of things to come??'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1831224730310351063</id><published>2012-01-16T22:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:53:41.704+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apostolate'/><title type='text'>Updating formation attitudes</title><content type='html'>Listening to the retreat talks and the goodnights of the Provincial, especially those that touched upon the topic of the emerging needs of the society and our response to the same, I was thinking to myself, what would be my role as a formator in this whole shift of paradigm that the Congregation is challenging to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly cannot  form the students - that certainly is the worst failure of any formator! Rather to help the students learn that their life and vocation is primarily their responsibility is perhaps the most important lesson that I need to focus on getting across.  Gone are the days when formation was imparted!  It needs now to be imbibed more than imparted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the formation offered ought to enable the next generation Salesians to easily launch out and respond creatively, effectively and enthusiastically the ever changing needs of young people in the world.  Merely training them to run our existing structures would surely facilitate the downfall of our congregation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1831224730310351063?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1831224730310351063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/updating-formation-attitudes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1831224730310351063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1831224730310351063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/updating-formation-attitudes.html' title='Updating formation attitudes'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6891109192649637831</id><published>2012-01-16T09:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:42:36.275+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liturgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>"Yo, man. What's up?"</title><content type='html'>I returned from my three week stay in Hyderabad just yesterday.  Two weeks at home for holidays and a week of retreat at the Provincial house.  Good to be back in the community. And I think last week was the first time that I stayed away from the net for so long in the past couple of years. However, I did put down my reflections and thoughts daily and I'd be posting them according to the dates proper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I participated in the Mass with Fr C. Thomas presiding.  We were just the two of us, of course, besides the Lord!  The speciality was the new missal and the new prayers and responses.  Given the hullabaloo that surrounded its initiation and authorization, I thought there would be some major changes in the word and pattern. However there are not so many a changes in the pattern.  Of course, a couple of phrases and words, moved about here and there.  Being the first time, it was a bit odd to say things differently which I've been accustomed to say since my childhood.  But then I said to myself, it is fine.  What's the big deal in saying the prayer, if it helps in a better way.  The reading of the day too offered a good insight.  It was the first reading from the Book of Samuel wherein Eli teaches little Samuel to respond to Yahweh calling him.  I was wondering, what if Eli told Samuel to respond differently than what is written in the Bible? Instead of telling Samuel to say, "Here I am Lord, your servant is listening" what is Eli had told him to respond, "Yo man, what's up?  What's the deal?" I don't think the Lord would have abandoned Samuel and gone after somebody else.  God too would have responded in a similar manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language after all is the bridge of communication.  What matter most importantly is the relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6891109192649637831?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6891109192649637831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/yo-man-whats-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6891109192649637831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6891109192649637831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/yo-man-whats-up.html' title='&quot;Yo, man. What&apos;s up?&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2580205310626156274</id><published>2012-01-14T10:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:29:25.105+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>In praise of Mary Magdelene</title><content type='html'>In the whole life story of Mary Magdelene, it is said that after her maiden encounter with the Lord, she never left His side.  I wonder who loved more: Jesus or Mary Magdelene?  I have a feeling Jesus went about His work and Mary never interfered but was always around.  He was her world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having spent the previous two weeks at home, it struck me that Mummy was (and is) the first one to rise up early and get ready everything.  That includes breakfast for all (including my naughty-naughty two-year old nephew, Chris), lunch for my sister-in-law and the many other household tasks that she does besides the kitchen work.  Now why is that?  Because she loves us all.  Only the one who loves most does this sort of sacrificial work.  Mary loved Jesus most, certainly more than the apostles.  For on Easter Sunday she was there 'early morning' to anoint His body while the apostles were still sleeping (perhaps).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2580205310626156274?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2580205310626156274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-praise-of-mary-magdelene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2580205310626156274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2580205310626156274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-praise-of-mary-magdelene.html' title='In praise of Mary Magdelene'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8861654095421095736</id><published>2012-01-13T10:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:27:40.493+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reconciliation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><title type='text'>Take away the stone</title><content type='html'>The morning session today was on reconciliation and regeneration. This was perhaps the most challenging one for me to comprehend.  I need to ask the preacher for clarification about the first stage of this whole process where he outlined the movement thus: reconciliation to repentance; repentance to reception and reception to regeneration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what fascinated me most was the analogy which the preacher used, another Biblical character: Mary Magdelene. Her life has always been intriguing.  The preacher pointed out that perhaps the three Gospel instances citing the woman caught in adultery (Jn. 8:1-11), the one who anoints Jesus with the costly perfume (Mt. 26: 6-13) and the one to whom the Risen Lord sends out as His first messenger (Jn. 20:11-18), refer to the same woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his notes, the animator drew parallels between the two commands of Jesus: “Sin no more” and “Take away the stone.” When Jesus commanded, “Take away the stone” it echoes “Sin no more.” Probably we are not ready to take away the stone, for we find comfort in those stones, as we have grown familiar with them.  We will have many justifications for not taking away the stones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8861654095421095736?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8861654095421095736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/take-away-stone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8861654095421095736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8861654095421095736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/take-away-stone.html' title='Take away the stone'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1969122260014457475</id><published>2012-01-13T10:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:26:15.005+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Retreat resolutions (?)</title><content type='html'>The best act of the day: I went for confession.  I realised that I need to get my act together. So why not get to the basics of religious life, those resolutions taken during the novitiate.  The itch to say more is so strong ... but I guess that would be my second confession then! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; laugh heartily, confess regularly and write frequently&lt;/span&gt; seems a resolution worth a sincere try... or decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1969122260014457475?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1969122260014457475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retreat-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1969122260014457475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1969122260014457475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retreat-resolutions.html' title='Retreat resolutions (?)'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4489341645818159020</id><published>2012-01-13T10:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:25:24.881+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Walking down memory lane... with stalwarts</title><content type='html'>The Holy Mass today was very touching. Four of the senior confreres shared their rich experiences about those no more and thanks to Fr Chacko for facilitating this sharing.  It was another moment of learning and updating the rich history, which often goes unrecorded and eventually lost. All the other participants too mentioned the names and prayed for those we once knew and lived with.  It was a pleasant trip down memory lane with those who once walked and worked in the Province (and on our life too) and are today watching us from above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4489341645818159020?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4489341645818159020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/walking-down-memory-lane-with-stalwarts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4489341645818159020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4489341645818159020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/walking-down-memory-lane-with-stalwarts.html' title='Walking down memory lane... with stalwarts'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4420985110866739795</id><published>2012-01-13T10:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:24:47.968+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Recollecting days with Fr Varricatt John</title><content type='html'>I was privileged to live with Fr John Varricatt during my practical training in Karunapuram.  He passed away too in the same time.  I, along with Prathap (then, a deacon) was honoured to attend his final Eucharistic celebration.  However, that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I would like to record what I heard this morning during Mass from Fr C. Thomas and Fr Chacko about Fr VT John's earlier days.  Fr John was already a Brother when Fr Chinnappa Thomas joined Sacred Heart, Tirupattur.  He was a well known chemistry professor and was in charge of the lab.  Later he was sent as the Parish Priest of the first Parish we Salesians took up in Andhra Pradesh.  That was at Brahmanakoduru (the closest Salesian presence to that now is Chandur).  Fr Chinn&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFKFFWkL7I4/TxOtaanN-RI/AAAAAAAADP8/AEGUc_kmnlo/s1600/Varicat%2BJohn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFKFFWkL7I4/TxOtaanN-RI/AAAAAAAADP8/AEGUc_kmnlo/s320/Varicat%2BJohn.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698088622885828882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;appa Thomas recollects Fr VT for his punctuality and passion to visit interior villages than merely concentrate on the main parish locality.  His logic was that those near the parish can always come to the Church but those far off, need to be guided and met.  Thus villages like Jupidi (from where Fr Remalla Thomas – then still a baby – hails) and Ethera were frequently visited for the one or two Christian families that were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr VT reached the place to take charge on May 31, 1972 – that was his b'day too.  But he never told Fr C. Thomas who was already there.  After four years, the need was felt to shift the differently-abled children whom they were already looking after in Brahmanakoduru to Mangalgiri – the chief reason cited was the non-availability of good drinking water.  Fr P.C. Thomas asked Fr Chacko (who was free because the Kotagiri Parish was returned to the diocese), to assist Fr VT John.  That marked the beginning of the historic Mangalagiri house under the guidance of Fr C. Thomas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4420985110866739795?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4420985110866739795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/recollecting-days-with-fr-varricatt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4420985110866739795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4420985110866739795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/recollecting-days-with-fr-varricatt.html' title='Recollecting days with Fr Varricatt John'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFKFFWkL7I4/TxOtaanN-RI/AAAAAAAADP8/AEGUc_kmnlo/s72-c/Varicat%2BJohn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3329828114152546223</id><published>2012-01-13T10:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:22:01.374+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Remembering Cl. James Thuruthel</title><content type='html'>During Mass today, which was offered for the deceased members of the Province, four of the Priests shared their experiences with those no more.  It was very moving. I share here something of what I learnt about Cl. James Thuruthel who died on May 20, 1989.  It was a surprise for me to hear that Fr Palli was his close friend.  Secondly that he was a very active social worker and would have been a great asset in that line for the congregation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a student Brother he was studying at Loyola College, Vijayawada (I know not what stream or course) while staying at Mangalagiri.  The next year he was shifted to Pezzonipet while still pursuing his studies.  That year there were four confreres at Peta: Frs Johnson Moyalan, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5puLTcjXA/TxOsp5sHlNI/AAAAAAAADPw/mFVD-UOy25I/s1600/Thuruthel%2BJames%2BPhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5puLTcjXA/TxOsp5sHlNI/AAAAAAAADPw/mFVD-UOy25I/s320/Thuruthel%2BJames%2BPhoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698087789414290642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pallithanam Thomas, Kottekarotte Joseph and Cl. James.  Both in Mangalagiri and Peta he was fond of children and was very actively involved in their activities in spite of his studies.  It was during his stay at Peta that he in a way pioneered or initiated the street presence and meeting the children in the railway station.  That was way before the Street Childrens' apostolate came in vogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following year he opted to be a missionary and was sent to the novitiate in Arunachal Pradesh.  However, prior to commencing his theological studies he returned to the undivided Bangalore Province.  It was during his theological studies that he was sent to Ravulapalem for his summer ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr Palli recalled with great nostalgia that it was he who led the first cycle yatra of a group of 20 men, in support of the dalit cause organised by PARA on May 1, 1989.  They started at Bobbarlanka and reached the mandal headquarters the next day where they held their first awareness programme. After this, and before they took up the second phase of the same programme, they decided to take a week off and relax.  That was when tragedy struck: May 20, 1989. Cl. James and Sr Ignasam drowning in the Krishna river at 5 pm. It was hard for everyone especially his parents because this was the second case of death by drowning in the family. His younger brother too died in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Fr Palli was this informative and personal sharing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3329828114152546223?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3329828114152546223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/remembering-cl-james-thuruthel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3329828114152546223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3329828114152546223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/remembering-cl-james-thuruthel.html' title='Remembering Cl. James Thuruthel'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5puLTcjXA/TxOsp5sHlNI/AAAAAAAADPw/mFVD-UOy25I/s72-c/Thuruthel%2BJames%2BPhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3448498747258273405</id><published>2012-01-13T10:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:17:54.794+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prejudice'/><title type='text'>Prejudice against manual labour</title><content type='html'>Here in the Provincial house there has always been a sort of silent war being waged among the staff members.  It is basically on the differentiation made on the basis of work and pay. Those who do the house-cleaning feel that they have to do the most amount of work, all round the clock, while those at the desk have barely any back-bending job to do and yet take home a fatter pay cheque than themselves.  In a sense it is true.  Those who do sit comfortably in offices or at desks and never ever sweat, earn much more the those who slog it out in the sun or do the most amount of physical work.  Some say 'it has to be so'.  Or is it that it has been made so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3448498747258273405?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3448498747258273405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/prejudice-against-manual-labour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3448498747258273405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3448498747258273405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/prejudice-against-manual-labour.html' title='Prejudice against manual labour'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6065580900540855772</id><published>2012-01-12T10:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:16:56.757+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chastity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Chastity</title><content type='html'>While the animator shared some good points about the virtue and vow of chastity, I picked up the following terms which make a lot more sense than just 'sexual purity':  wholesome relationship (this is basically what I have been driving at during my Anthropology classes with my students); sexuality as openness or universality wherein everyone is included and there are no 'particular friends';  transparency too comes within that aspect, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aspect which the preacher hinted at but is very relevant is the relationship between sexuality and trust.  People, especially those facing difficulties in their relationships, prefer to approach a Priest for they trust that he is a man of God.  That though he lacks an experiential knowledge of such matters, he can be trusted because he is detached from any bonds.  This trust truly means a lot.  And trust ought to be earned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6065580900540855772?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6065580900540855772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/chastity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6065580900540855772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6065580900540855772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/chastity.html' title='Chastity'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3020894658106353385</id><published>2012-01-12T10:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:15:50.689+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='openness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine Providence'/><title type='text'>Poverty</title><content type='html'>The focus of the preacher today was on poverty and chastity.  Some aspects that he shared did make a lot of sense.  I had so far thought of poverty in terms of detachment.  However, the preacher presented another dimension of the same when 'defining' poverty as a commitment to share.  While he did not speak much of detachment, (I guess because he thought it was more apt an attitude in the Western context of affluence) his emphasis on sharing was profound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reflected later, I realised he did not even mention 'Divine Providence' but referred to it more than once and in very apt contexts.  Another aspect associated with this vow, he added was openness.  However I thought that would go better with chastity.  Anyway, he had his valid reasons to claim so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3020894658106353385?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3020894658106353385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/poverty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3020894658106353385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3020894658106353385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/poverty.html' title='Poverty'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6191617707379312785</id><published>2012-01-12T10:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:14:53.566+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Tough talk</title><content type='html'>Last night the Provincial was stern in his reminders about some points concerning religious discipline, especially pertaining to finance and administration.  While what he said was not something unknown, but certainly something that is purposely forgotten!  What I appreciated most was his guts to state it plain and clear.  Though he did fumble for the right expressions, his intention to call a spade a spade is praiseworthy.  I guess it his moral certitude, as a person, that makes him stand and state these principles, which not very many, especially these days are willing to even discuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6191617707379312785?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6191617707379312785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/tough-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6191617707379312785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6191617707379312785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/tough-talk.html' title='Tough talk'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3838672026349307828</id><published>2012-01-11T10:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:14:04.133+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Asking questions AND...</title><content type='html'>One of the distractions of today was the chat I had with a confrere I know since I was a kid.  The main point of his sharing was his concern about the growing sense of carelessness among the younger confreres in the name of freedom.  He strongly felt (and I do agree) that the young Salesians (even newly professed) think and behave as if everything is fine with them and there is nothing that they need to know or worse, improve or grow in.  Reflecting about this in my personal time, it struck me that I always thought of relevant questions as the key to mature living.  I now would like to add a further dimension to the same.  Perhaps, given the context, asking questions is not the final stage of philosophizing. It is but the beginning. One needs to make a sincere and valiant effort to seek relevant answers for those questions. While most of the students of philosophy (especially my Seminarians) do not arrive at the former stage itself, to remain stagnant at the questioning level itself is even more dangerous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3838672026349307828?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3838672026349307828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/asking-questions-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3838672026349307828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3838672026349307828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/asking-questions-and.html' title='Asking questions AND...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1134226978648308367</id><published>2012-01-11T10:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:12:53.572+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocation'/><title type='text'>What makes me tick-tock!</title><content type='html'>During the evening adoration we were asked to share those aspects that kept us going in our religious life, especially those that helped us tide over difficult times. Mine was the shortest of all (well, I was told to speak only for 2 minutes – I guess that was told, in vain, to all!).  Prior to the service I spend some time reflecting upon this and realised that I've spent 16 years as a Salesian!  Wow, so many years... and I barely realised the passage of time.  It feels as though I was in Yercaud and Nashik just a couple of years ago.  Anyway, I could hardly recall any 'crisis moments'.  So this is what I shared: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The past 16 years of my Salesian life have been an enriching and joyful journey, made all the more cherishing due to my moments of prayer, the affection of my parents, the care and concern of my confreres and the responsibilities that were entrusted to me.  I know the Lord is ever with me and I look forward to living my Salesian life savouring the Lord more and more. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1134226978648308367?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1134226978648308367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-makes-me-tick-tock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1134226978648308367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1134226978648308367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-makes-me-tick-tock.html' title='What makes me tick-tock!'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8471547965465917811</id><published>2012-01-11T10:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:11:40.182+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious life'/><title type='text'>Obedience has gone to the dogs!</title><content type='html'>An interesting thing the preacher shared with us was about the word obedience itself.  He was told by someone and he verified it himself, he assured.  On doing an internet search for the word 'obedience' he got 814 sites … but of those only one was related to the real search meant, religious vow. All the rest referred to some locations, methods and procedures of training dogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8471547965465917811?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8471547965465917811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/obedience-has-gone-to-dogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8471547965465917811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8471547965465917811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/obedience-has-gone-to-dogs.html' title='Obedience has gone to the dogs!'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4622889126592522763</id><published>2012-01-11T10:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:10:49.606+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>'Creative' quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Read everyday something no one else is reading.  Think everyday something no one else is thinking. It is bad for the mind to be always part of unanimity. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Christopher Morley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4622889126592522763?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4622889126592522763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/creative-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4622889126592522763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4622889126592522763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/creative-quote.html' title='&apos;Creative&apos; quote'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7295120440212341268</id><published>2012-01-11T10:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:09:41.377+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocation'/><title type='text'>Obedience</title><content type='html'>This evening's conference was on God's will and obedience.  The preacher spoke well and several of his insights made me think.  He spoke of obedience in terms of being able to listen, to being available, as “responsible listening” (a phrase of Card. Joseph Ratzinger), and as a great means of growing in maturity and authentic witness of truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distinguishing obedience from slavery he stated that true obedience leads one to be an authentic and altruistic witness while the latter leads one to be childish and immature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That obedience is always for the common good, and never for the individual (neither of the one giving the order nor the one receiving the dictates).  It is also a great ego-slicer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about God's will in this context the preacher also brought out a very profound insight.  Often in our community's when unable to arrive at an important decision we take a vote and consider the opinion of the majority the final answer.  He pointed out that the majority opinion need not always be God's will.  The real task is to discern God's will and not arrive at a decision.  That was something quite revealing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7295120440212341268?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7295120440212341268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/obedience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7295120440212341268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7295120440212341268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/obedience.html' title='Obedience'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1012017291103691817</id><published>2012-01-11T10:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:08:26.271+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>Retreat humour (from an earlier retreat)</title><content type='html'>One of the retreats that I attended here in the Provincial house was preached by a certain Guruji. He certainly was a bit odd and a wrong choice given the nature of Salesians.  There were all sorts of exercises for meditation and different (I wouldn't put it as odd) requirements for his input sessions. I still distinctly remember one of his sessions wherein he kept repeating to us that he is a special creature of God.  That he is a unique person.  That there is no one else like him. That God did not create another person like him.   This was not a new thought to us. But the way he was going about made his thoughts weird.  Half way through his discourse, he found Frs Koshy and Pandi distracted.  On interrupting their gossip, and inquiring what they were talking about, Fr Koshy after much insistence from the preacher stated, “Fr here says that God did not create any other person like you because He did not want to repeat His mistake!”  We all burst out laughing!  The preacher really took offence at this comment and walked out of the hall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1012017291103691817?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1012017291103691817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retreat-humour-from-earlier-retreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1012017291103691817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1012017291103691817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retreat-humour-from-earlier-retreat.html' title='Retreat humour (from an earlier retreat)'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5943012286660343606</id><published>2012-01-11T10:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:07:25.352+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><title type='text'>Masha-Allah</title><content type='html'>An interesting learning of the day:  Muslims greet one another with two main salutations.  I never thought about the difference.  Insha-Allah means to say that 'God's will be done'.  Masha-Allah, on the other hand, means that God's will will certainly be done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5943012286660343606?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5943012286660343606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/masha-allah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5943012286660343606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5943012286660343606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/masha-allah.html' title='Masha-Allah'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3971634501319172908</id><published>2012-01-10T10:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:06:21.685+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Understanding evil</title><content type='html'>The evening conference of the preacher was on evil and suffering.  I was pleasantly surprised to see him dwell on the positive side of it and never once did he try to make a pietistic mash of it all.  He was very sensible and down to earth practical in speaking about evil in the context of a loving God... quite like that of my theodicy class (of course, it wasn't as rational as I would have spoken, if  given a chance).  Rightly so as he pointed out, there is no ready-made solution for evil.  Worse still there isn't any fast-food style remedy for evil either.  So in the precise moment of pain, suffering and faced with evil all that counts is the attitude that one has developed all along the way.  No instant remedy will help in the long run (neither in the exact moment).  The best way of encountering evil is to view it as part of life and certainly not take the blame straight to God.  Most importantly are the lessons we draw from such experiences.  For as the preacher began, &lt;blockquote&gt;Mishaps are like knives that either serve us or cut as as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Russel Lowell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3971634501319172908?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3971634501319172908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/understanding-evil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3971634501319172908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3971634501319172908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/understanding-evil.html' title='Understanding evil'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6443792176876930540</id><published>2012-01-10T10:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:04:38.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Recent developments</title><content type='html'>I went for an evening walk today. Not that I was keen on some exercise but I was more curious to see the developments over the past two years since my departure from this place.  I was quite surprised to see the growth of the neighbourhood. As at home, there are tall buildings coming up on all sides of the campus.  Gone are the days when the Provincial house stood like a Goliath along the Vikarabad road – that certainly is history.  It is now one of the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNM9SOa1pdM/TxOomkfQclI/AAAAAAAADPg/8Hv1Cfw8KHg/s1600/Photo0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNM9SOa1pdM/TxOomkfQclI/AAAAAAAADPg/8Hv1Cfw8KHg/s320/Photo0066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698083334137082450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lilliputs along the same road and even among bylanes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a five-minute walk from the Provincial house will take you to a new sprawling walled campus. It is some posh villa colony.  And what's the price of each of the 152 villas under construction? Just 1.8 crore!  Further down the road there is another such complex coming up.  Then there is a new function hall up and ready.  The “Lord's” Engineering college has a new and bright colour and a couple of pillars coming up on their already extended building.  The outer ring road has another side lane and the traffic on that too is no less that on the main road. The number of students riding up and down the otherwise deserted road has increased a hundred fold.  Consequently has the vehicular traffic increased.  And right infront of the Provincial house gate is a large 'fresh chicken' shop! Perhaps the only thing that's still the same is the army boot camp across the road.  And hopefully that would remain the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6443792176876930540?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6443792176876930540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/recent-developments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6443792176876930540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6443792176876930540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/recent-developments.html' title='Recent developments'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNM9SOa1pdM/TxOomkfQclI/AAAAAAAADPg/8Hv1Cfw8KHg/s72-c/Photo0066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2160819408314535588</id><published>2012-01-10T10:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:01:13.814+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apostolate'/><title type='text'>Salesian mash-apostolate</title><content type='html'>I met some of the school teachers, some new and a couple of them whom I had appointed two years ago, of Don Bosco Bandlaguda, this morning.  It was nice to see the strength of the school growing.  The number of students is increasing, so is the staff and the facilities.  Hope it lives up to its dreams and expectations... some of which I had a hand in chalking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met a couple of the parents who had met me prior to admitting their wards to the school.  They did recognise me and were thankful for the opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connecting this enterprise to the rest of my apostolate, I think I've practically covered the whole of Salesian ministry types in the Province, except for technical schools. I also need to acknowledge that I've spent my whole Salesian life thus far, in the formation line. But short stints here and there as in BIRDY (youth apostolate and social work), Bandlaguda (school), Navajeevan - Vizag (young at risk), DB DIGITS (communication), Provincial house (Secretarial/Desk job) and of course, animation all along.  Let's see where else the Lord leads me to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2160819408314535588?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2160819408314535588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/salesian-mash-apostolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2160819408314535588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2160819408314535588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/salesian-mash-apostolate.html' title='Salesian mash-apostolate'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1669598386842035503</id><published>2012-01-10T09:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:00:14.260+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Pleasant surprise from Shankar</title><content type='html'>I was surprised to receive a Christmas greeting from Chota Uddepur yesterday.  It arrived in my name addressed to the Provincial house.  At first I thought it must be from Ramesh but then the address was anything but a Salesian residence.  The card inside too had nothing more than a line of greeting and a couple of signatures... none of which helped me identify the sender.  I flipped the card over and looked at the photos there.  It was of some school children and all of that.  And then I suddenly saw a face I can never forget... Shankar.  He was my companion during my M.Ph. At Divyadaan, Nashik.  It was his family photo and that of his school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a reply to his card today... and it was a real pain. Not the sentiments but the hand.  I realised that it was ages ago that I ever WROTE a letter.  I certainly have mastered my typing speed but in the process have paralysed my handwriting.  It took me 45 minutes to complete a two page letter... something I would have accomplished in 10 minutes straight on the laptop.  I certainly need to start 'writing'... literally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1669598386842035503?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1669598386842035503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/pleasant-surprise-from-shankar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1669598386842035503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1669598386842035503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/pleasant-surprise-from-shankar.html' title='Pleasant surprise from Shankar'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-177610906805486778</id><published>2012-01-10T09:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:59:17.877+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Reputation and authority</title><content type='html'>Though Fr TV Thomas, the main celebrant of the Holy Mass chose to emphasise on some other aspect of the Gospel, I was perturbed by the readings of the day (from 1 Sam and Mark 1: 22-28).  Hannah's grievance and lamentation was for a male child.  But what was her motivation?  I thought it was purely selfish on her part to crave for a male child.  She merely wanted to redeem her own reputation.  She wanted to get rid of the social stigma of being a barren woman.  The child was only a remedy for that.  Furthermore, she was willing to give up her son to the temple... why would she do that if she really wanted to be a mother? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to my dilemma, the gospel from Mark (1: 28) ended thus: “... with this miracle, the reputation of Jesus spread throughout the hill country.”  Why this fixation with 'reputation'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it that I got the bull by its tail.  Fr TV spoke of authority and power.  He stressed that like Jesus, the real authority and power originates from within and not from outside.  Only and only when the inner strength initiates, can the external power be additionally utilised appropriately and effectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-177610906805486778?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/177610906805486778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/reputation-and-authority.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/177610906805486778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/177610906805486778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/reputation-and-authority.html' title='Reputation and authority'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6021869911797608951</id><published>2012-01-09T09:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:58:04.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><title type='text'>Retreat humour</title><content type='html'>Even retreat moments are filled with humour and joy.  During the evening adoration, the animator announced that we would spend a few minutes sitting quietly listening to our inner voice.  No sooner had he concluded we all heard a single voice – that of Shantha Murthy, announcing the hymn number! It was hard to then hear the inner voice thereafter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6021869911797608951?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6021869911797608951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retreat-humour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6021869911797608951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6021869911797608951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retreat-humour.html' title='Retreat humour'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2060180103787673137</id><published>2012-01-09T09:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:56:33.588+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><title type='text'>Discernment</title><content type='html'>The animator of the retreat asked us to spell out our expectations of this retreat.  And that was perhaps my first real preparation for the same! I realise that I need to really discern what God wants of me.  I thought I had it all figured out, straight and clear.  But somehow, now I'm not so sure.  It is not that God has not given me hints but I've not bothered to pick them up, of late.  I seem to have enveloped myself in my little work and world and shut myself out from the larger and greater picture of myself and the world.  I need to get out of the cocoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2060180103787673137?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2060180103787673137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/discernment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2060180103787673137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2060180103787673137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/discernment.html' title='Discernment'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3494238881634732411</id><published>2012-01-09T09:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:55:42.999+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young at risk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apostolate'/><title type='text'>Refocussing...</title><content type='html'>During a brief chat with Fr Koshy, he was sharing that the whole enthusiasm which the Young at Risk (YaR) sector initiated a few years ago has fizzled out.  So is the work related to the YaR.  I too realised this fact, and stated so. But it never struck me, as to why so?  About three to five years ago, it was YaR everywhere.  Everything was coloured by the initiatives and activities of this vibrant sector.  There was so much of life and enthusiasm surrounding this specific apostolate. Fr Koshy pointed out to one particular reason that perhaps is the most profound reason for this decline: stagnation of vision.  YaR, true to its name, reaches out to those at risk.  However, somewhere down the line, it got stuck with street children only. That the young are enslaved by several other forms of evils is something not really looked into.  We have 'entrenched' ourselves into the street children work.  Truly then, we need a refocussing or widening of our vision related to YaR... and of course, an appropriate and enthusiastic action to follow that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3494238881634732411?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3494238881634732411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/refocussing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3494238881634732411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3494238881634732411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/refocussing.html' title='Refocussing...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8759777690907361057</id><published>2012-01-09T09:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:54:52.801+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='staff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Down memory lane...</title><content type='html'>On reaching the Provincial house and interacting with the confreres and staff, the best compliment that I received was from one of the newly appointed cook.  When I happened to meet her just outside the refectory, I politely smiled to which she smiled back and asked me, “Are you the Brother who were here earlier and who used to make everyone work with a smile?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and the joyful remembrance of the other staff members brought to my mind that at Kondadaba I barely laugh loud... certainly not as heartily and loud as I used to while in the Provincial house.  Now that does not mean that I'm 'less happy' there than when I was here.  Perhaps I was letting too much of my role (as dean of studies) overshadow me (as who I really am).  That was perhaps my first insight or introspection, even before the retreat began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8759777690907361057?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8759777690907361057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/down-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8759777690907361057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8759777690907361057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/down-memory-lane.html' title='Down memory lane...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8960140172810200780</id><published>2012-01-09T09:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:53:48.970+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><title type='text'>Annual retreat</title><content type='html'>It is after a gap of 7 years that I'm making a full-fledged retreat.  The last one that I really and fully made was just before my perpetual profession. Ever since, it has always been in bits and pieces and at times never at all too.  Anyway, here I am to see where and what the Lord wants to tell me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8960140172810200780?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8960140172810200780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/annual-retreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8960140172810200780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8960140172810200780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/annual-retreat.html' title='Annual retreat'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5982556513926999144</id><published>2012-01-09T09:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:53:03.073+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verne&apos;s ideas'/><title type='text'>About ads and service</title><content type='html'>On my way to the Provincial house for my retreat as I viewed the plenty of ads and bill boards covering every bit of public space along the busy roads, an idea struck me: why not make every advertiser (especially bill board users) use 20% of the ad space for a public service message.  It could very well be in line with the product they are endorsing.  In that way, a social service message too will be delivered along this otherwise purely commercial lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5982556513926999144?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5982556513926999144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/about-ads-and-service.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5982556513926999144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5982556513926999144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/about-ads-and-service.html' title='About ads and service'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7822545616685567971</id><published>2012-01-06T22:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:21:12.935+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><title type='text'>Retirement felicitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Db_5ttuz_Wo/TwcmI3JHZ4I/AAAAAAAADPQ/7YSqfTORGaQ/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Db_5ttuz_Wo/TwcmI3JHZ4I/AAAAAAAADPQ/7YSqfTORGaQ/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694562187516274562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy was keen that I watch the farewell function that was organised to thank her on the completion of her service in the school. It was held sometime in November.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BZ81A57KYw/TwcmIrHUWZI/AAAAAAAADPE/mRCmUVFC8FE/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BZ81A57KYw/TwcmIrHUWZI/AAAAAAAADPE/mRCmUVFC8FE/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694562184287508882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Ms Nalini, my substitute social studies teacher, once upon a time, was also felicitated on this occasion.  Together with Mummy, Chris too shared centre stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy tells me that her Provident Fund papers are still to be approved by the Government.  The main reason for the delay has been that Mummy never took any leave in her years of service.  That was impossible from the Government's viewpoint. But we at home and even those in the school know, Mummy never missed school... not for a day, not for any reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7822545616685567971?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7822545616685567971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retirement-felicitation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7822545616685567971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7822545616685567971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/retirement-felicitation.html' title='Retirement felicitation'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Db_5ttuz_Wo/TwcmI3JHZ4I/AAAAAAAADPQ/7YSqfTORGaQ/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5596897779856482561</id><published>2012-01-06T17:54:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-06T18:04:18.704+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Bigg Boss lessons (2)</title><content type='html'>Another interesting lesson that struck me  a while ago while reflecting on  the frenzied Bigg Boss (season 5) episode was when I came to know something of the background of the participants.  Of the five remaining, two are married and the rest unmarried (yet).  And I couldn't but observe that of the five, the two married ones were the most patient and prudent.  The other three are so boisterous and 'ready-to-flare' at the slightest provocation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling Mummy, that's because those married have already had their share of fights and squabbles at home... and learnt most importantly that living together is not about winning, it is about living ... and that includes giving and receiving.  One need not and cannot be the boss always. At some point or the other, he or she has to let someone else rule the roost.  Playing the second fiddle is no sin or slavery.  It is perhaps the most sensible thing to do in certain circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From another perspective, one of the most essential element in communication and dialogue is silence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5596897779856482561?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5596897779856482561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/bigg-boss-lessons-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5596897779856482561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5596897779856482561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/bigg-boss-lessons-2.html' title='Bigg Boss lessons (2)'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7429018849183906334</id><published>2012-01-06T11:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-06T12:04:05.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Changing skyline</title><content type='html'>Going up to the terrace is now a different experience altogether. Earlier when our house had only the asbestos sheets, it was a great achievement to get to the roof and see the surroundings.  The only building clear and tall visible from any direction those days was the Don Bosco school building.  Now we hardly get to see beyond the first street that crosses our house... such is the tall growing skyline dotted by buildings.  A few years from now it would be all the more different, I'm sure.  Another interesting thing is that there is hardly a block in which there is no construction, renovation or repair going on.  Every street practically has atleast two to three five-floored buildings. Houses with bare asbestos sheets, which was the most common thing about a decade ago, are almost extinct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7429018849183906334?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7429018849183906334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/changing-skyline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7429018849183906334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7429018849183906334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/changing-skyline.html' title='Changing skyline'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7163836535438450200</id><published>2012-01-05T10:32:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:39:17.637+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious life'/><title type='text'>Big Boss lessons</title><content type='html'>I have been watching the Big Boss Season 5 episodes for the past three days with Mummy.  I never really liked any of this crazy stuff with nothing to do with reality earlier.  However, watching the fag end of this episode was interesting.  How human behaviour reveals itself close to that of animals on the slightest provocation.  Arguments, fights, squabbles surface at the shortest notice and that too for the most silly or idiotic reasons.  However, more than any 'boss' emerging, it is the blatant portrayal of human personality.  There is so much of fan following of this show and I wonder what would people think if they fit cameras into religious houses and see the over all spirit prevailing therein.  I do not say that it is heaven but certainly not a cage in a zoo with animals put in for the sake of entertainment and money!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7163836535438450200?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7163836535438450200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-boss-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7163836535438450200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7163836535438450200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-boss-lessons.html' title='Big Boss lessons'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8631832465843695651</id><published>2012-01-03T13:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:29:23.150+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good Samaritan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parable'/><title type='text'>The Good Samaritan, with a touch of reality</title><content type='html'>Here's an interesting commentary on the Gospel passage of the Good Samaritan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was hungry and you formed a humanities club to discuss my hunger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was imprisoned and you crept off quietly to your chapel to pray for my realise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was naked and in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good did that do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was sick and you knelt and thanked God for your health. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I needed you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was homeless and you preached to me of the shelter of the love of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd taken me home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was lonely and you left me alone to pray for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You seem so holy, so close to God; but I'm still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very hungry, lonely, cold, and still in pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8631832465843695651?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8631832465843695651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-samaritan-with-touch-of-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8631832465843695651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8631832465843695651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-samaritan-with-touch-of-reality.html' title='The Good Samaritan, with a touch of reality'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3722090402467368917</id><published>2012-01-03T12:46:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:50:38.655+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><title type='text'>Plant people</title><content type='html'>Here's a Chinese proverb about motivation that I came across this morning... makes a lot of sense:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If your vision is to for a year, plant wheat.  If your vision is for ten year, plant trees. If your vision is for a lifetime, plant people. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3722090402467368917?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3722090402467368917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/plant-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3722090402467368917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3722090402467368917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/plant-people.html' title='Plant people'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3357087449618764628</id><published>2012-01-03T12:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:26:26.876+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><title type='text'>Values on TV serials</title><content type='html'>I realise that everytime I come home for my holidays I end up writing something about the hindi serials that are screened all day (and night) long on the various channels on the TV.  This time round I also watched a couple of them along with every one in the family.  Something that struck me was that of the three that I have been watching for the past week or so, one of them has indeed taken a slightly educational value.  Frankly speaking I'm watching them after a gap of seven months and yet I can still remember the basic story line and don't seem to have missed much.  Now coming to the one that I have in mind, it has as its focus the development of the woman.  Though the setting and other aspects are very much questionable, the theme being driven by the directors at least boldly advocates women empowerment, especially through education and leadership roles. That at least is praise worthy. Let's see how and what further values it incorporates (for I'm sure it'll run another century!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3357087449618764628?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3357087449618764628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/values-on-tv-serials.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3357087449618764628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3357087449618764628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/values-on-tv-serials.html' title='Values on TV serials'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6382988022137939160</id><published>2012-01-03T10:17:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:23:42.481+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><title type='text'>At home</title><content type='html'>Spending time with my two year old nephew and watching others, especially my Mum, deal with him is something interesting.  I always find myself comparing this whole 'exercise' with my style of dealing with the Brothers in the Seminary... after all they are my boys!  The more I observe, the more I realise that they are two different methods. Handling kids is not always the same as dealing with grown ups.  With children one ought to play a different game, while with grown ups it is something different.  I know only a straight direct way, but with children you got to go round and get them to do what you think is best.  If there is something I wish to let my Brothers know, I drop strong hints which in case are not picked up, I spell it out in as blunt a manner I can.  But with my nephew here, he is sharp, he picks up my looks and understands that I do not approve the mischief he is working at.  He will either start crying or turn around and carry on with what he has in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, two things are very similar with regard to Brothers and kids: both need to be told what is best for them and they need to be dealt with delicately (the kids more than the adults).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6382988022137939160?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6382988022137939160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6382988022137939160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6382988022137939160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/at-home.html' title='At home'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1670439957655035603</id><published>2012-01-02T11:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:21:25.259+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>In the new year at a new place</title><content type='html'>What better way to begin the postings for the new year than to do it  about and from home... still enjoying my annual holidays with my people  at home.  The last two days we were all at our new farm house (about 72  kms) from here.  It is a 3.3 acre plot bought and being developed by my  brother.  It is more for a farm and a sort of relaxation than any  business or building. As of now it has been furnished with a two room  house and with plenty of fruit plants, mostly mango.  The past two days  were spent in clearing up and tidying the place - as much as possible.   For posterity sake, I clicked a few photos of the family, especially my  nephew, Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LPESJ5KeQWo/TwFEebeDjFI/AAAAAAAADOM/85qXybMTaLg/s1600/Photo0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LPESJ5KeQWo/TwFEebeDjFI/AAAAAAAADOM/85qXybMTaLg/s320/Photo0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692906693533600850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWIGqoEnAjM/TwFEdfxnmdI/AAAAAAAADOA/vwHOtqdQKvs/s1600/Photo0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWIGqoEnAjM/TwFEdfxnmdI/AAAAAAAADOA/vwHOtqdQKvs/s320/Photo0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692906677509528018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FT7YiLA4U6A/TwFEchJlZII/AAAAAAAADN0/t28EfDyDlcY/s1600/Photo0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FT7YiLA4U6A/TwFEchJlZII/AAAAAAAADN0/t28EfDyDlcY/s320/Photo0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692906660698612866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mRYjVqtf4s/TwFEcB4LYYI/AAAAAAAADNo/1XqtUBxk27E/s1600/Photo0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mRYjVqtf4s/TwFEcB4LYYI/AAAAAAAADNo/1XqtUBxk27E/s320/Photo0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692906652304105858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzULXTloxy0/TwFEbjYmsbI/AAAAAAAADNc/Mh9ibbJTqGk/s1600/Photo0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzULXTloxy0/TwFEbjYmsbI/AAAAAAAADNc/Mh9ibbJTqGk/s320/Photo0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692906644118614450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The following ones are the best of the lot...&lt;br /&gt;That's our new 'gardener' watering the plants... or rather everything but the plant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LV08XFlY17Q/TwFFSs7iK6I/AAAAAAAADO0/62lcQHkZPRE/s1600/Photo0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LV08XFlY17Q/TwFFSs7iK6I/AAAAAAAADO0/62lcQHkZPRE/s320/Photo0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692907591573842850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was just after the Nataraja's dance!  He accidently landed in a bit of slush and with his feet all dirty, he had to be 'air-lifted' to be cleansed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MWtujPpCmtY/TwFFR9e6s8I/AAAAAAAADOo/fB8IbwxKjiA/s1600/Photo0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MWtujPpCmtY/TwFFR9e6s8I/AAAAAAAADOo/fB8IbwxKjiA/s320/Photo0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692907578837349314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1670439957655035603?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1670439957655035603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-new-year-at-new-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1670439957655035603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1670439957655035603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-new-year-at-new-place.html' title='In the new year at a new place'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LPESJ5KeQWo/TwFEebeDjFI/AAAAAAAADOM/85qXybMTaLg/s72-c/Photo0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8315472870479240298</id><published>2011-12-25T22:40:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:45:40.102+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocation'/><title type='text'>Discerning life and birth</title><content type='html'>The baby Jesus enjoyed the special protection of the heavenly Father from the various life-taking sicknesses and the dreaded wrath of Herod - of course, Jesus had to endure the cold and dust of Bethlehem on his arrival day!  However, not very many babies born in this world enjoy such privilege.  I remember all such babies whom not even God defends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember all those who are privileged but do nothing worthwhile with their life, having survived the delicate infancy and early childhood.  Jesus, spent the rest of his life, discerning and carrying on His Father's will.  His end too was a choice He made in line with the Father's mission.  How many of us take the trouble of discerning what God survived us for and of those who discern how many are willing to risk everything to live it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything so far and dear Lord, help me  on this auspicious day to discern what is it that You want me to do and grant me the grace to live it the best way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8315472870479240298?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8315472870479240298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/discerning-life-and-birth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8315472870479240298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8315472870479240298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/discerning-life-and-birth.html' title='Discerning life and birth'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7490152552292497418</id><published>2011-12-24T21:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:38:32.813+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fidelity'/><title type='text'>Dog-God fidelilty</title><content type='html'>Our house dog, Ginger, has been following  me everywhere this past one week. With the Brothers gone, I'm its sole master.  All night long it is outside my door and in the morning when I come out it has to do its joy-dance and then lead me to its kennel!  But all along I have to follow it.  If by chance it does not see me till it is inside the refectory, it retraces its steps back to my room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I left it out before our evening prayer.  It also wanted to follow me into the chapel but when I commanded it to sit outside, it did so faithfully but not without some moans and groans and a couple of barks.  And then as I sat for prayer facing the tabernacle, it sat at the Chapel door facing me - all the while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish our fidelity to Christ is at least as deep as that of a dog to its master... wherever the master is, the dog prefers to be.  It may not be the most pleasant of situations (as it is outside my room, freezing cold) but it is there that it prefers to be - for the only reason, that its master is there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7490152552292497418?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7490152552292497418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/dog-god-fidelilty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7490152552292497418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7490152552292497418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/dog-god-fidelilty.html' title='Dog-God fidelilty'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5666555364552728924</id><published>2011-12-24T21:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:30:55.413+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Swaddling clothes</title><content type='html'>This morning after Mass we, Frs KT, Wilson and myself put up the altar panel of Christmas in the Chapel. To give the finishing touches Fr KT brought a saree and just bundled it up before the panel.  It reminded me of the 'swaddling clothes' that Mother Mary used to wrap baby Jesus up in  he came into this world as a human. Today we use such torn and tattered clothes as a fashion statement while very many, like Jesus, had no other choice than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here typing these few lines, I hear all the loudspeakers blasting Christmas hymns from the different Churches around. Tomorrow there will surely be a big crowd here to collect their Christmas clothes! I wonder what Jesus himself would be feeling right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5666555364552728924?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5666555364552728924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/swaddling-clothes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5666555364552728924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5666555364552728924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/swaddling-clothes.html' title='Swaddling clothes'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-73021707215620663</id><published>2011-12-23T21:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-23T21:27:32.012+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><title type='text'>The New Islamic-Catholic Saint...</title><content type='html'>I finished correcting a bundle of exam papers pertaining to the Medieval Western Philosophy class that I took in Bangalore some time ago.  As usual there were many 'new insights'.  However, I share only the best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St Anselm was a muslim Philosospher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;If I had any influence, I'd have warmly recommended this Brother's name to the Vatican so that they may appoint him as the head of the department which deals with inter-religious dialogue and canonisation process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-73021707215620663?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/73021707215620663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-islamic-catholic-saint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/73021707215620663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/73021707215620663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-islamic-catholic-saint.html' title='The New Islamic-Catholic Saint...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5645835127943745869</id><published>2011-12-22T19:02:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-22T19:12:56.461+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gol gappe</title><content type='html'>When I was in Vizag the other day, waiting for Fr Rector to do some purchasing and waiting outside a shopping mall, I noticed that a guy selling gol-gappe (sort of indian fast food) just outside the mall.  Now that's no surprising scene for an Indian market area.  What surprised me was the brisk business he was doing right outside a large shopping mall!  During the 15 minutes or so that I spend there, I noticed people coming in for a round of this - I've not tasted this myself - at least three posh vehicles.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhdSC0Fhfz4/TvMyJcEcaoI/AAAAAAAADNM/Wh-AG0TQyyQ/s1600/IMG_4456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhdSC0Fhfz4/TvMyJcEcaoI/AAAAAAAADNM/Wh-AG0TQyyQ/s320/IMG_4456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688945892034112130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first I thought that they would enter the mall.  No! They solemnly and very leisurely had their share and then drove off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is how life works... in weird ways and in strange directions.  I remember Willy's craze for that bhel-puri when I was in the Philosophate (as a student).  Every time I came home for holidays he would rush to get this 'delicacy' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;... knowing very well that I never even taste it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this variety of tastes and choices makes life interesting and enriching.  Imagine if everyone were like me, wondering what the hell is this all about, then that poor gol gappe vendor would be jobless and would have to search for some other means of feeding his family.  Thank God we're not the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5645835127943745869?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5645835127943745869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/gol-gappe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5645835127943745869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5645835127943745869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/gol-gappe.html' title='Gol gappe'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhdSC0Fhfz4/TvMyJcEcaoI/AAAAAAAADNM/Wh-AG0TQyyQ/s72-c/IMG_4456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1935865291879886276</id><published>2011-12-21T20:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-21T21:07:42.803+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Driving along...</title><content type='html'>It's been four days of continuous driving - of course, not all day and night, but at least for a good part of the day. Yesterday night, I was for once, tired of driving!  Among the many positive things of driving, I now know more or less my way around the whole city of Vizag.  I can fairly manage to spot, shop and of course, navigate (even through the crazy Kanaka Mahalaxmi temple entrance area).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great advantage of travelling around is that I get to see people and things which I can never imagine or dream of.  Like the place where I parked the vehicle last this morning... there was an ATM with a shabbily scribbled note on its glass door, "Out of service" and the guard there very dutifully at his post (God knows what he was guarding!). Or for instance the parking woes... in order to avoid paying the fully parking fee, I kept the engine on and waited for a couple of minutes more after having dropped Fr Devadas at the airport.  It was a little over 8 minutes when Fr K.T. returned after seeing him off at the entrance.  But the sentry at the exit would not let me pass through without paying the full amount. His argument: "Drop and off, duration is only 5 minutes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all that important trips related to Christmas are over and all things done and over with.  I also pray for our driver Satyam who is admitted in the hospital and is undergoing treatment for pneumonia.  Mother Mary help him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1935865291879886276?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1935865291879886276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/driving-along.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1935865291879886276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1935865291879886276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/driving-along.html' title='Driving along...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2047539741962237233</id><published>2011-12-19T22:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:44:24.206+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kondadaba'/><title type='text'>Photos of 2010-2011</title><content type='html'>Among the many things that I'm trying to catch up before I leave for my Christmas holidays and before I get lost in the plethora of community activities on my return, I manage to finish one: sort out and make a short collage of the photos of the previous academic year (2010-2011).  Not that it is totally complete (I need to add captions) but at least it is there.... and here for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F107538949477694767147%2Falbumid%2F5687871547073579297%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_GB" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="192" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2047539741962237233?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2047539741962237233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/photos-of-2010-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2047539741962237233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2047539741962237233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/photos-of-2010-2011.html' title='Photos of 2010-2011'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2689778506444257735</id><published>2011-12-18T21:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-18T21:48:23.828+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kondadaba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas crib</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrBQXZWVA1E/Tu4RVxTJepI/AAAAAAAADMo/nBlQtS1JQkA/s1600/Photo0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrBQXZWVA1E/Tu4RVxTJepI/AAAAAAAADMo/nBlQtS1JQkA/s320/Photo0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687502445124090514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the crib that our first years prepared in a good time of just two weeks of spare time - that's a very rare commodity here at Kondadaba!  The facade is that of a candle and the idea being that Christ is the light of the world. They did it beautifully. No extravagance or unnecessary elements just for the sake of it.  It looks good. The Brothers too were happy with the final outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing well that I wasn't keen on spending money, they would think a million times before approaching me. And when they did approach me it would be out of sheer necessity.  That being the case, I'm happy with what they prepared.  Good use of time and ideas - quite economical too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2689778506444257735?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2689778506444257735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-crib.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2689778506444257735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2689778506444257735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-crib.html' title='Christmas crib'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrBQXZWVA1E/Tu4RVxTJepI/AAAAAAAADMo/nBlQtS1JQkA/s72-c/Photo0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-968965949145084808</id><published>2011-12-17T23:33:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-17T23:41:34.885+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodness'/><title type='text'>Good deeds return</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while in Vizag for some marketing I went in the photo studio to pick up some photos and an album that I had given a couple of days ago.  While making the payment, I realised that the lady at the counter had paid me much more that I had paid her, instead of giving me just some change.  I realised that she had miscalculated and then returned the extra.  She still wasn't sure (must have had a bad day in the shop).  Anyway, she calculated the whole stuff again and gave me the change - but again, more than I was due.  I gently told that her that she had again given me excess money and showed  the calculation myself. She did not know what to say.  I just gave her a gentle smile and came out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once when she first handed me almost double the amount I paid her, I had for one fleeting moment to just pocket the amount and walk out of the shop.  But then I somehow couldn't and wouldn't. And this morning, that good came around when I overpaid the gas serviceman.  I had no idea that I had overpaid him, until he returned after a couple of minutes to tell me, "Sir, you gave me too much!"  He could have very well walked off the campus with that excess money and I would have been totally and blissfully unaware of my miscalculation... but somehow he had the goodwill to return the excess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder people say that a good deed comes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-968965949145084808?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/968965949145084808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-deeds-return.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/968965949145084808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/968965949145084808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-deeds-return.html' title='Good deeds return'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2835713038028152614</id><published>2011-12-14T23:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:47:58.980+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>It's a wonderful world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B8WHKRzkCOY?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" width="540"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2835713038028152614?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2835713038028152614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-wonderful-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2835713038028152614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2835713038028152614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-wonderful-world.html' title='It&apos;s a wonderful world'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B8WHKRzkCOY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-849514612672444056</id><published>2011-12-14T22:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:05:40.396+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='determination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>3 Idiots and passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3PtcKyH3IQ/TujeU0XVI3I/AAAAAAAADMY/Gw5FxBdTjxQ/s1600/220px-Threeidiots2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3PtcKyH3IQ/TujeU0XVI3I/AAAAAAAADMY/Gw5FxBdTjxQ/s320/220px-Threeidiots2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686038978790499186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I screened for the Brothers the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1187043/"&gt;3 Idiots&lt;/a&gt; tonight.  Surprisingly there was a large crowd watching it right till the end.  I know not how many of them really understood what it was all about - you see only one (of the 74) of them understands hindi!  However, I did put out the summary of the plot earlier and also gave an introduction to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked them to watch and enjoy the passion driven personality of 'Rancho' (Aamir Khan) as he instils accompanies his friends to realise their true vocation. Most of us in life, think we have it all if we have enough bank balance and status in society.  Whether our innermost being is truly at rest and are we living the life we are to truly live, is a fact most never even think about.  Besides all the insight the movie offers about education and modern youth, this idea of following your passion with determination and joy is something I enjoy most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-849514612672444056?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/849514612672444056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-idiots-and-passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/849514612672444056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/849514612672444056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-idiots-and-passion.html' title='3 Idiots and passion'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3PtcKyH3IQ/TujeU0XVI3I/AAAAAAAADMY/Gw5FxBdTjxQ/s72-c/220px-Threeidiots2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6285147014468364437</id><published>2011-12-12T22:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:08:10.752+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Pleeeeese....</title><content type='html'>Dodging the hectic traffic in and around  Vizag today, where I went for purchasing essentials and other petty things, I found ourselves following a water tanker behind which was ... (what you see in the photo).  I immediately pulled out my mobile and clicked the photo.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0Tm3YGJurE/TuY6qFejZoI/AAAAAAAADLg/h__YwZc4C5I/s1600/Photo0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0Tm3YGJurE/TuY6qFejZoI/AAAAAAAADLg/h__YwZc4C5I/s320/Photo0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685296074301073026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Satyam (our driver) was unable to see what is it that I clicked!  I told him that it was a wrongly spelt word on the bumper of the water tanker.  He asked me I was going to use it to tell the Brothers something about the proper use of language?  I replied in the positive and while explaining further, I was struggling for words (in Telugu).  At one moment it struck me: if only Satyam was sharp and able, he would have recorded my broken telugu (thank God his mobile does not have that facility) and posted that 'amusing' explanation on his blog (thank God, again, for he does not have one!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with regards to the  clarity of the photo... well it's a  photographic evidence of the pollution in the city of Vizag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6285147014468364437?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6285147014468364437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/pleeeeese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6285147014468364437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6285147014468364437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/pleeeeese.html' title='Pleeeeese....'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0Tm3YGJurE/TuY6qFejZoI/AAAAAAAADLg/h__YwZc4C5I/s72-c/Photo0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3600989225351559173</id><published>2011-12-09T14:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-09T15:03:29.223+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Message</title><content type='html'>At Mangalapalem, my message for the kids was the following: Gift someone something non-material, rather than something in cash or as commodity, and that too keep it a secret. I cooked up a story and kept them attentive.  They were all ears.  Through the story I told them how helping Mummy pack lunch for Daddy could be a gift to both of them.  How helping someone without their knowledge brings great thrill - and certainly the pain of foregoing or missing out on something for oneself is totally vanquished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too wish to follow the advice I left them with:  Gift someone secretly.  The Sisters were surprised to see this aspect of my personality.  They were all set for a very formal and rigid 'chief guest'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3600989225351559173?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3600989225351559173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3600989225351559173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3600989225351559173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-message.html' title='Christmas Message'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2644155243441179358</id><published>2011-12-09T14:54:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:58:33.313+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Kids at Mangalapalem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_rvbBQaaqw/TuHUpgdDeYI/AAAAAAAADLQ/aUZOEdZXOHE/s1600/Photo0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_rvbBQaaqw/TuHUpgdDeYI/AAAAAAAADLQ/aUZOEdZXOHE/s320/Photo0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684058014269798786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm just back from St Ann's School, Mangalapalem where I was tricked into being the chief guest for their anticipated Christmas celebrations.  I was invited only to give a short message but the whole programme was not told to me.  Anyway, I'm glad I went.  Furthermore, I was lucky not to have classes here in the Seminary this day.  After long got to see a children's programme - small kids, I mean.  Reminded me very much of Mummy and her tiny trots.  The angels were the most fascinating.  Here is a photo that I could not resist clicking sitting right infront...  This pair was the most active and alive one of the whole batch, on and off the stage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2644155243441179358?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2644155243441179358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/kids-at-mangalapalem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2644155243441179358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2644155243441179358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/kids-at-mangalapalem.html' title='Kids at Mangalapalem'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_rvbBQaaqw/TuHUpgdDeYI/AAAAAAAADLQ/aUZOEdZXOHE/s72-c/Photo0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5773652293103262296</id><published>2011-12-07T23:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:11:43.355+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Applying thought to...</title><content type='html'>For my students of metaphysics I gave them an assignment today.  I first asked them to list down the various metaphysical principles that we discussed or came across during the course so far. They now need to pick up just two - any two - of them and apply them to the theme of the debate that we are going to have exactly a week later.  The debate is about the lokpal bill and its efficiency in eradicating corruption in India.  Having said this, one look at their faces would clearly show that they had no clue as to what I was asking them to do.  Given their concept of study and learning, applying learnt ideas to life is something they are totally alien to.  Their study begins and ends with and for the exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that one of the reasons why philosophy appeals to me is that I'm able to see the indepth connections and linkages between thought and life.  To me they are just too evident to be ignored.  However, I also realise that not all see this connections.  Or rather, let me put it in a better way - not all see the same connections.  Some see different links while some don't bother to see at all.  My attempt is to help them taste philosophy and see that it is not a waste of time.  This is possible only when they see that reflection has a profound impact on life and living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5773652293103262296?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5773652293103262296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/applying-thought-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5773652293103262296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5773652293103262296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/applying-thought-to.html' title='Applying thought to...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7518165835931774654</id><published>2011-12-07T22:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:04:30.530+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><title type='text'>Intellectual impotence</title><content type='html'>Did you know the reasons for divorce?  Well, I thought that I had them all figured out, more or less, till this evening when I was going through the paper of one of my students.  Speaking about the reasons for divorce in Hindu tradition here's what I was 'enlightened' with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The grounds for divorce among some early Hindu groups were ill-treatment, continual quarrel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;importance&lt;/span&gt; of husband...&lt;/blockquote&gt;On showing him this flaw, he looked at me with such equanimity that I felt ashamed!  He was totally oblivious of what 'importance' meant in this context, and as for 'impotence' it goes without saying he had absolutely no clue as to what I was talking.  For such is the intellectual impotence of some great guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7518165835931774654?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7518165835931774654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/intellectual-impotence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7518165835931774654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7518165835931774654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/intellectual-impotence.html' title='Intellectual impotence'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-659687231663144836</id><published>2011-12-06T22:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-06T23:02:31.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kandi harvest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Dbhj0Vlh_U/Tt5RFljIXSI/AAAAAAAADK0/PE49P12b3EU/s1600/Photo0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Dbhj0Vlh_U/Tt5RFljIXSI/AAAAAAAADK0/PE49P12b3EU/s320/Photo0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683068936208801058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the fruit of our labours ... and my first farming experiment!  The partly harvested &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kandi &lt;/span&gt;(Telugu word for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dal&lt;/span&gt;) crop. Hope to get something for at least a month's consumption. However anything more than a 1kg is a profit given the fact that the seeds cost me Rs 650 in all.  No monetary investment at all over that.  The only other investment was our own labour of planting and weeding it.  God provided for the rest! (In the backdrop is our Seminary Chapel.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-659687231663144836?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/659687231663144836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/kandi-harvest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/659687231663144836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/659687231663144836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/kandi-harvest.html' title='Kandi harvest'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Dbhj0Vlh_U/Tt5RFljIXSI/AAAAAAAADK0/PE49P12b3EU/s72-c/Photo0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2830427864344101831</id><published>2011-12-05T14:05:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:19:30.422+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>Modern Insights</title><content type='html'>I found some interestingly new historical events and philosophical insights in the class test papers of Modern Western Philosophy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Father of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modern &lt;/span&gt;Natural Science?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aristotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name some eminent literary giants of the Renaissance era: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakes Spheres, Gold Smith, William Words Worth and William Smith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Renaissance we see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;raped&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray  he meant  'rapid'&lt;/span&gt;) growth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the titles suggested for the work of Nicholas Copernicus (the original is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the Revelation of Heavenly Bodies&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salvation&lt;/span&gt; of heavenly bodies&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;revolution&lt;/span&gt; of heavenly bodies&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Re-evaluation&lt;/span&gt; of heavenly bodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for Teilhard de Chardin:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teilhard said that Christ died for no one.&lt;/span&gt; (no wonder why the Church was after him!)&lt;/blockquote&gt;These were the best of the lot...&lt;br /&gt;Of the three major developments during the Renaissance here's the most  mind-blowing (originally, the invention of the printing press, the  invasion of Constantinople and the Reformation led by Martin Luther):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;invention of the Muslims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;investigations&lt;/span&gt; of the Muslims&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Protest March&lt;/span&gt; against Muslims (Protestant Movement)&lt;br /&gt;Muslims conquered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noble Constant&lt;/span&gt; (Constantinople)&lt;br /&gt;Muslims &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;invented on the Constentnopele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2830427864344101831?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2830427864344101831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/modern-insights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2830427864344101831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2830427864344101831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/modern-insights.html' title='Modern Insights'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-474540247328399778</id><published>2011-12-04T15:13:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:13:26.554+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><title type='text'>... say it with hay</title><content type='html'>Last week I proposed to my community an idea that was implemented while I was at Matunga, for our preparation for Christmas.  The idea was given by one of our school boys' parent. The idea is this: For every good deed you consciously and joyfully do, you drop in a straw (just one) at the altar, anytime.  At the end of the Advent season, the straw thus collected (a representation of the good deeds done in the Lord's honour) will be used in the crib, in the exact spot where  baby Jesus will be placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DX7BHVKJeAc/TttCOqIjPMI/AAAAAAAADJU/3LC7SDpIM6E/s1600/Photo0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DX7BHVKJeAc/TttCOqIjPMI/AAAAAAAADJU/3LC7SDpIM6E/s320/Photo0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682208174453767362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I distinctly remember this idea catching up with the children at Matunga like wild fire.  Within a couple of days, another  basket was added to collect hay at the altar.  Children in their innocence and eagerness would be very sincere and so enthusiastic about doing a good deed - however small or petty it might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another way of reminding ourselves of the need to prepare - and that too worthily - for the Lord's b'day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-474540247328399778?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/474540247328399778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/say-it-with-hay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/474540247328399778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/474540247328399778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/say-it-with-hay.html' title='... say it with hay'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DX7BHVKJeAc/TttCOqIjPMI/AAAAAAAADJU/3LC7SDpIM6E/s72-c/Photo0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6047045298258319226</id><published>2011-12-04T09:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:57:48.172+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='models'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><title type='text'>Discerning God's will</title><content type='html'>The central figure of the Second Sunday of Advent is John the Baptist... a very remarkable character.  Straight and clear about who and what he is.  No bending backwards. No scheming. Just a clear and single aim: preparing the way for the Lord.  Thinking of this, I wonder if life was very boring for him?  Just one mission in life, nothing more, nothing else!  Far from boring, it must have been very very adventurous.  That he had this special commission does not mean, he did nothing else... just that everything he did or said was coloured by this priority of preparing the way for the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important feature that struck me today of this person, John the Baptist, is his recognition of himself.  He discerned well what God wanted him to be and do - that he did best.  Most of us, try to be Jesus Christ, the Saviour or follow a hero or a model and try to be like him/her, emulate our elder siblings, wish we were more like our favourite teacher or leader.  In this whole process, we barely take time to see who and what we are within.  Imagine a world in which everyone became Jesus Christ!  I believe each one is called to play his or her role. And wisdom consists in discerning what is it that God wants me to be and do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6047045298258319226?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6047045298258319226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/discerning-gods-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6047045298258319226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6047045298258319226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/discerning-gods-will.html' title='Discerning God&apos;s will'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7904946993640079040</id><published>2011-12-03T23:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-03T23:55:32.341+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><title type='text'>Carved forever!</title><content type='html'>This evening three of us from Kondadaba attended the blessing and inauguration ceremony of the Salesian residence at Peddaboddepalli, Narsipatnam.  When I saw the commemorative plaque my hand instinctively went for my mobile camera... here's why! Check out the last thickest line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GecPUhTxbvA/TtpnymFh-CI/AAAAAAAADIo/1gg3jw-j-zE/s1600/Photo0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GecPUhTxbvA/TtpnymFh-CI/AAAAAAAADIo/1gg3jw-j-zE/s320/Photo0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681967998796167202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is called carving memories (or mistakes) on stone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the photos of the newly inaugurated building and the blessing...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIsqFZ3Y9l0/TtppSUCRxLI/AAAAAAAADI4/JUDFGu4EvQ0/s1600/Photo0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIsqFZ3Y9l0/TtppSUCRxLI/AAAAAAAADI4/JUDFGu4EvQ0/s320/Photo0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681969643218126002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1HErBy2Te4/TtppS8hdc6I/AAAAAAAADJI/cOGmQQJ0MHM/s1600/Photo0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1HErBy2Te4/TtppS8hdc6I/AAAAAAAADJI/cOGmQQJ0MHM/s320/Photo0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681969654086333346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7904946993640079040?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7904946993640079040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/carved-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7904946993640079040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7904946993640079040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/carved-forever.html' title='Carved forever!'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GecPUhTxbvA/TtpnymFh-CI/AAAAAAAADIo/1gg3jw-j-zE/s72-c/Photo0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-9210884746029838203</id><published>2011-12-02T23:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:51:47.964+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Living rightly</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;It isn't living that is important, but living rightly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;That speaks for itself, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-9210884746029838203?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/9210884746029838203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-rightly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/9210884746029838203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/9210884746029838203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-rightly.html' title='Living rightly'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3869204762022926885</id><published>2011-12-02T12:04:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:08:08.312+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><title type='text'>Efficient cause of a book?</title><content type='html'>Trying to elicit an example for my explanation of Efficient cause and its types (Principal and instrumental), during my metaphysics class, I had to face this:&lt;br /&gt;One of them stated that book is the effect and the book binder is the efficient cause.  I asked him if there could be any other efficient cause besides the binder.  Very soon one of them replied, "Salesman!" Everyone burst out laughing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3869204762022926885?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3869204762022926885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/efficient-cause-of-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3869204762022926885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3869204762022926885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/efficient-cause-of-book.html' title='Efficient cause of a book?'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8593006736419058398</id><published>2011-12-02T11:51:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:02:44.876+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kondadaba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='administration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious life'/><title type='text'>Happy for the crunch</title><content type='html'>For everyone outside Kondadaba, at least in the Province, being the Administrator here in this house is a really coveted position.  Not just because it is not strictly a Salesian house, but somehow the idea that this is a well furnished and financially well off community has been prevailing long since.  However, this year the picture is totally different.  Of course, none would believe that. But I have accept that being the administrator here has been a real blessing.  With such a financial crunch,  my basic conviction of religious life is proving true: life with the least amount of money will be more truly religious and the focus will certainly be on aspects that really should be the focus.  Furthermore lack of surplus funds - or even adequate funds - brings the community closer to one another and really binds individuals in work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response of the community too has been really great.  The personal  semester evaluation was truly very revealing... not one of them complained about food, not one!  This is the first time in my religious life that I do not hear one complaining of food - and that too when I'm the administrator!  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember the dread that overshadowed the Brothers in Karunapuram when someone stirred a rumour that I would be appointed as the administrator there, soon after my practical training&lt;/span&gt;.)  The way the Brothers, Fathers and staff have pitched in their efforts and taken this financial crunch is truly very encouraging.  I'm sure this would not have been possible if we were to have ready cash at hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for this financial crunch... we are able to work better, pray better and relish every grain of rice that reaches our mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8593006736419058398?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8593006736419058398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-for-crunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8593006736419058398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8593006736419058398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-for-crunch.html' title='Happy for the crunch'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4783753258927921197</id><published>2011-11-30T22:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:50:20.380+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Metaphysical humour 2</title><content type='html'>Here are some more metaphysical "insights" from the class test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Why is metaphysics called the First Philosophy?&lt;br /&gt;Because it is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; theology of all philosophy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4783753258927921197?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4783753258927921197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/metaphysical-humour-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4783753258927921197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4783753258927921197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/metaphysical-humour-2.html' title='Metaphysical humour 2'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-8431418706267649055</id><published>2011-11-30T12:05:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:24:52.916+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='integrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saints'/><title type='text'>Appreciating Andrew</title><content type='html'>Fr KT in his sermon this morning spoke of &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/01471a.htm"&gt;St Andrew&lt;/a&gt;, the saint of the day.  Among the several things he said, what struck me was the fact that Andrew, along with John, meets Jesus, at the instruction of John the Baptist, spends a night with Jesus and by morning makes this bold proclamation to his brother, Peter: "We have found the Messaiah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us spend a lifetime and yet with no guarantee that we would realise this fact. Yet here is is a person who spends just an evening with the Lord and is able to recognise Him.  Two things that emerge out of this event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The powerful personality of Jesus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The openness of Andrew to recognise the Lord, when he meets him.  The fact that he was with John the Baptist, prior to this, could have very much facilitated this discovery. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;How I wish I could be more like, Jesus (convincing because of personal integrity and convictions) or at least like John the Baptist (able to recognise and lead people to Jesus) or in the least like Andrew (to be able to recognise Him when I meet the Lord and courageous enough to admit it openly).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-8431418706267649055?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/8431418706267649055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/appreciating-andrew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8431418706267649055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/8431418706267649055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/appreciating-andrew.html' title='Appreciating Andrew'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-58462260145884345</id><published>2011-11-30T11:54:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:19:36.535+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Flywheel and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zx8VdF8h-lA/TtXNLDZopzI/AAAAAAAADIY/oeKegcbdPjY/s1600/flywheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zx8VdF8h-lA/TtXNLDZopzI/AAAAAAAADIY/oeKegcbdPjY/s320/flywheel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680672094772832050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I watched the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0425027/"&gt;Flywheel&lt;/a&gt; (2003). Not a very exceptional movie but all the same, good message and well presented too.  Of course to those who do not trust much in religion and God, this may be an overdose of facts, but otherwise the message is clear... may be a bit exaggerated (which movie isn't) but worthwhile all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows the life of a dishonest car salesman, who decides to changeover and become honest in his dealings... with surprising results not just for his business but for his relationships as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not what I wrote this post for.  In the movie there is a Psalm that is often quoted.  And call it whatever you may, this morning as I woke up, I found the same Biblical verse on my sms inbox.  And mind you, I never ever receive any such smses! That was something that really surprised me while I was still in bed and looking at my mobile to put off the alarm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delight yourself in the Lord and he shall give you the desires of your heart. (Ps 37:4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-58462260145884345?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/58462260145884345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/flywheel-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/58462260145884345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/58462260145884345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/flywheel-and.html' title='Flywheel and...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zx8VdF8h-lA/TtXNLDZopzI/AAAAAAAADIY/oeKegcbdPjY/s72-c/flywheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-7907584405082636813</id><published>2011-11-29T23:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-29T23:26:48.847+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fr TV's b'day photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PONaaHIlVHU/TtUct6J8bwI/AAAAAAAADII/1n74a7p24I0/s1600/Photo0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PONaaHIlVHU/TtUct6J8bwI/AAAAAAAADII/1n74a7p24I0/s320/Photo0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680478080028405506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh-xD3ySTvo/TtUctmv5sYI/AAAAAAAADH8/B0DG7AG8H3w/s1600/Photo0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh-xD3ySTvo/TtUctmv5sYI/AAAAAAAADH8/B0DG7AG8H3w/s320/Photo0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680478074818900354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a couple of photos of Fr TV Thomas' b'day celebrations held on Nov. 27 at Devipuram.  During the celebrations I remembered that I could very well use by mobile camera to capture the joyful moments. Quite handy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-7907584405082636813?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/7907584405082636813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/fr-tvs-bday-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7907584405082636813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/7907584405082636813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/fr-tvs-bday-photos.html' title='Fr TV&apos;s b&apos;day photos'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PONaaHIlVHU/TtUct6J8bwI/AAAAAAAADII/1n74a7p24I0/s72-c/Photo0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4449836579081134084</id><published>2011-11-29T23:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-29T23:23:23.178+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Metaphyscial humour</title><content type='html'>Here are some more "insights" from the class test papers that I'm still going through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Define Change.&lt;br /&gt;Change is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt; movement from place to place...&lt;br /&gt;(I guess he meant 'measurable')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give an example for a metaphorical analogy.&lt;br /&gt;Ravi is a dog.&lt;br /&gt;Explanation of the same: It does not mean that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ravi is God but his nature is God nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we fail to see beauty in every being?&lt;br /&gt;Because our&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thinging&lt;/span&gt; is limited and we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;accutom&lt;/span&gt; to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rong&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the connection between existence and essence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Existence exists by itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give an example for intrinsic accidents.&lt;br /&gt;One person is becoming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fact and fact&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it happens in being&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/blockquote&gt;(emphasis added) Those were some insights into contemporary metaphysics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4449836579081134084?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4449836579081134084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/metaphyscial-humour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4449836579081134084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4449836579081134084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/metaphyscial-humour.html' title='Metaphyscial humour'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5962526997203045938</id><published>2011-11-28T13:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-28T14:03:40.301+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><title type='text'>Advent and preparation</title><content type='html'>We began the season of Advent yesterday. During Mass I was reminded of my old doubt: why at all have preparation for Jesus who is always and already amidst us?  Is it like we'll have to get rid of Him and then solemnly welcome Him at Christmas... just for the heck of it?  However, as I mulled over this resurfacing doubt, I was reminded of our Seminary Day which was held last week.  It is an annual feature and we do prepare for it in earnest. It left me wondering, that we spend so much time and energy preparing for a regular feature of this kind and barely take time to prepare and spend time with Jesus, our Lord.  In this context, Advent gains a remarkable meaning: time for preparation; for appreciation; for a 'personal retreat' so that when we celebrate Christmas we really feel fresh and good about being in the presence of the child Jesus.  The season of Advent gives us that lovely opportunity to prepare for Lord; to welcome and truly make ourselves worthy of being His abode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5962526997203045938?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5962526997203045938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-and-preparation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5962526997203045938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5962526997203045938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-and-preparation.html' title='Advent and preparation'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-841418276539624260</id><published>2011-11-27T22:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:05:30.548+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy b'day: Fr T.V. Thomas</title><content type='html'>Today was the b'day of Fr T.V. Thomas. We had the celebrations at Sabbavaram this evening. Quite a few people were present for the occasion.  The boys, as usual, were very excited and energetic.  They did put up some good programmes.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDZ0rq-5hLM/TtJ0gPkn7fI/AAAAAAAADHs/uv1aGpM-2-Y/s1600/DSCN5569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDZ0rq-5hLM/TtJ0gPkn7fI/AAAAAAAADHs/uv1aGpM-2-Y/s320/DSCN5569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679730177352396274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hand of the ex-Seminarians working there was evident in the type and quality of programmes that were put up.  More than anything else it was good to meet and greet TV Thomas.  Over the years, we've grown to understand and appreciate each other better.  I've known him since 1995 when he was appointed administrator of the novitiate while I was still a novice.  Then during my Practical training at Karunapuram he was the Rector of the neighbouring Diocesan community.  Our three years together in the Provincial house was the time that really bonded us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I told the boys this evening, he is like the sandalwood tree, which shares its fragrance even with the axe that chops it to pieces.  Not that greatly appreciate this virtue and wish to emulate it, but the fact remains, Fr TV has a great deal of patience and equanimity to accept things and look forward to better times.  Meeting him and talking to him is always refreshing and enriching. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;File photo: Fr T.V's b'day celebrations while we were together in the Provincial house in 2009&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-841418276539624260?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/841418276539624260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-bday-fr-tv-thomas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/841418276539624260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/841418276539624260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-bday-fr-tv-thomas.html' title='Happy b&apos;day: Fr T.V. Thomas'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDZ0rq-5hLM/TtJ0gPkn7fI/AAAAAAAADHs/uv1aGpM-2-Y/s72-c/DSCN5569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-5824492984637352790</id><published>2011-11-27T00:33:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-27T00:35:58.542+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><title type='text'>Life cycle or cycle race?</title><content type='html'>Here's one line from the paper that I was correcting this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Man's life is  cycle from birth to death. &lt;/blockquote&gt;No wonder my Brothers get so tired and weary after every paper! So much of cycling to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-5824492984637352790?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/5824492984637352790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-cycle-or-cycle-race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5824492984637352790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/5824492984637352790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-cycle-or-cycle-race.html' title='Life cycle or cycle race?'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-338596714211648268</id><published>2011-11-24T14:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-24T14:44:13.631+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Courage to bring about change</title><content type='html'>The most famous episode of Prophet Daniel is a very enriching one.  We had it this morning for the first reading of the Mass.  Daniel, a foreigner, with a totally different attitude and culture and that too a slave rises in rank and name... and in the process makes some locals jealous.  Yet he does not give up his faith or courage.  He trusts in Yahweh and stands firm by his convictions.  Even in the face of death and doom he holds firm.  Ultimately he manages to convince the emperor and thus the whole nation turns to Yahweh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very rare combination of faith, courage and luck that sees him help a whole nation adopt his attitude.  Most often we get merged in the popular or major attitude. For an individual or a handful to stand and get the whole group to recognise, appreciate and live by these values is truly a remarkable feat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-338596714211648268?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/338596714211648268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/courage-to-bring-about-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/338596714211648268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/338596714211648268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/courage-to-bring-about-change.html' title='Courage to bring about change'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2069337587683892626</id><published>2011-11-24T14:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-24T14:18:36.137+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnic'/><title type='text'>To Borra caves</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after much pleading by Fr C. Thomas, we went for a picnic to Borra Caves.  It is a place about 55 kms from here and is famous for its natural cave.  I had been to this place about 12 years ago. However, of all days, yesterday was a day of 'hibernation' as per my schedule.  The Brothers had a day of outing by themselves  and hence I had decided to catch up with my lost sleep. Anyway, I went along but it was tiring and literally sickening.  The only good thing was that Fr C. Thomas was happy and so were the Sisters whom he had long ago promised this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way I came across the following sign board at a railway crossing and could not resist the temptation of clicking it with my cell-camera.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMaqPxaMbVo/Ts4Ep1Z7MnI/AAAAAAAADHc/VaOFP__EYs0/s1600/Photo0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMaqPxaMbVo/Ts4Ep1Z7MnI/AAAAAAAADHc/VaOFP__EYs0/s320/Photo0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678481296917738098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2069337587683892626?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2069337587683892626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-borra-caves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2069337587683892626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2069337587683892626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-borra-caves.html' title='To Borra caves'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMaqPxaMbVo/Ts4Ep1Z7MnI/AAAAAAAADHc/VaOFP__EYs0/s72-c/Photo0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-311522427022753119</id><published>2011-11-24T14:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-24T14:13:26.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Seminary Day 2011</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I posted something.  Just that I was too caught up with the preparations of the Seminary day (Nov. 22, 2011).  Thanks to all the heavenly and local help it went on as planned and the play which I was keen about came out beautifully.  More than anyone else, it touched me most since I was with it since the conception onwards.  The guests who witnessed the play too were very happy with the presentation.  Among the many compliments I received the one that I liked best was when one of the Priests mentioned that it has been long since he witnessed the Brothers put up an English play.  For me too it was a pleasant surprise that Brothers could manage and deliver dialogues in English.  I just did not want it to be translated into Telugu (which certainly would have been much easier for the Brothers) for the reason that I did not want them to hijack the message.  I wanted to retain the message without it being clouded and drowned under the plethora of subtle messages that the Brothers' unconsciously deliver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-311522427022753119?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/311522427022753119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/seminary-day-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/311522427022753119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/311522427022753119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/seminary-day-2011.html' title='Seminary Day 2011'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1139080257397089261</id><published>2011-11-18T18:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:20:42.878+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Amoral</title><content type='html'>Here's something I just cannot stop laughing at since I first heard it from Fr Wilson, the Principal and professor of Moral Philosophy.  In his class test he asked the Brothers to write, in one sentence, the meaning of a couple of key words in Ethics.  One of them was 'amoral' and here one of the best answers he received: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;amoral = the moral actions of animals is called amoral. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Perhaps this is the reason, some are heard complaining that morality has gone to the dogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1139080257397089261?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1139080257397089261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/amoral.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1139080257397089261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1139080257397089261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/amoral.html' title='Amoral'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4558767142110150052</id><published>2011-11-15T23:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:30:35.422+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Choices and Values</title><content type='html'>One of the points that appealed to me from the recollection talk of Fr Tom was the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our choices are a reflection of our inner value system. &lt;/blockquote&gt;True indeed.  However the vice versa too works just fine.  Our value system gets built up and strengthened by the right choices we make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There surely is a great connection between concepts such as attitudes, values, choices, optimism and spirituality.  Perhaps the latter is a baptised version of the former.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4558767142110150052?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4558767142110150052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/choices-and-values.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4558767142110150052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4558767142110150052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/choices-and-values.html' title='Choices and Values'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-2131179171359428348</id><published>2011-11-13T09:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-13T09:50:15.484+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young at risk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>A journey of 9 steps starts afresh with a whistle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRWXeyZQzu4/Tr9FPphztcI/AAAAAAAADHE/kC-bHrxTMPU/s1600/Kanyakumari%2Brally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRWXeyZQzu4/Tr9FPphztcI/AAAAAAAADHE/kC-bHrxTMPU/s320/Kanyakumari%2Brally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674330190658123202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As Nau Kadam Express chugged out of Kanyakumari station the Fourth Phase of `Nine is Mine` Campaign by children demanding 6% of the GDP for Education and 3% for Health got off to a great start blessed by children from Neighbourhood Parliaments from Kanyakumari. The contents: 9 children, 9 days, 9 cities, 9 states, 9 demands and the determination to get 9% for children`s Education and Health. The Rally was flagged off by Sri Balakrishna, the Dy.S.P. of Kanyakumari. The rally will reach New Delhi on 19th having passed through Madurai, Chennai, Rajamundry, Bhubaneswar, Kolkotta, Ranchi, Kanpur.  &lt;a href="http://www.donboscoindia.com/english/bis/default_ms.php?proid=5.0&amp;amp;newsid=5629"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(submitted by Fr Pallithanam Thomas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-2131179171359428348?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/2131179171359428348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/journey-of-9-steps-starts-afresh-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2131179171359428348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/2131179171359428348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/journey-of-9-steps-starts-afresh-with.html' title='A journey of 9 steps starts afresh with a whistle'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRWXeyZQzu4/Tr9FPphztcI/AAAAAAAADHE/kC-bHrxTMPU/s72-c/Kanyakumari%2Brally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-6745155144997917917</id><published>2011-11-11T23:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:04:00.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>On the stage...</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday while animating the group of young religious, I challenged them to move out of their comfort zones and do something different, as frequently as possible. I asked them to recollect as to when was the last time they surprised themselves?  As I said this I did some introspection myself and felt happy that after long I did script a play... a short one though, for our Seminary day. Today we began the practice in earnest. And it was great to get to show the Brothers how to deliver the dialogues accompanied by the right expressions.  Reminded me of my days at Yercaud and Nashik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-6745155144997917917?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/6745155144997917917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-stage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6745155144997917917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/6745155144997917917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-stage.html' title='On the stage...'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-823252468489845816</id><published>2011-11-08T12:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:21:09.072+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eucharist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='effort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><title type='text'>Nishkamakarma and a sense of gratitude</title><content type='html'>Commenting on the &lt;a href="http://www.dailygospel.org/main.php?language=AM&amp;amp;module=readings&amp;amp;localdate=20111108"&gt;Gospel of the day&lt;/a&gt;, Fr Wilson spoke of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nishkam_Karma"&gt;nishkamakarma&lt;/a&gt;, a concept found in the epic &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahabharata"&gt;Mahabharata&lt;/a&gt; and of great importance in the Philosophy of karma. However, I was not very convinced by his connecting nishkamakarma and expecting a sense of gratitude, just on the face of it.... or rather equating them on the same level.  Nishkamakarma truly means not expecting the fruit of the work but focussing on the work itself.  The understanding is that results will automatically follow.  One needs to be detached from the fruits and concentrate on the task at hand.  (something akin to Immanuel Kant's Categorical Imperative, though not necessarily the same).  That said, 'expecting' gratitude is another theme altogether.  I certainly do not work to be praised or thanked!  But on the part of the one who receives or benefits, it is courtesy or sensitivity to acknowledge the benefit, even if it means just saying 'thanks'.  Gratitude is from the part of the receiver not the doer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applying this understanding further, I realise that our very Eucharistic celebration would be rendered meaningless, if we say that God did what He was 'supposed' to do, it was His 'duty'.  He certainly does not need our thanksgiving (this is true).  But we who are the beneficiaries, ought to express our gratitude for all His graces.  The doer (God) can practice nishkamakarma but gratitude is from the part of the receiver (us, Human Beings), not the doer.  Similarly, being in a formation setting, we ought to teach our wards to grow in a sense of gratitude.  Certainly that does not mean that we work merely for that gratitude alone! (If the latter were the case, genuine  formators would be an extinct species by now!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-823252468489845816?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/823252468489845816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/nishkamakarma-and-sense-of-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/823252468489845816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/823252468489845816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/nishkamakarma-and-sense-of-gratitude.html' title='Nishkamakarma and a sense of gratitude'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-1069253671109725904</id><published>2011-11-07T21:19:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:30:48.485+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious life'/><title type='text'>Animating the CRI, Vizag</title><content type='html'>All the effort made in preparing for the young Conference of Religious, India (CRI) Vizag unit was worth it as I had an enriching experience interacting with the group of 60 young (and some senior) religious working in the Archdiocese of Vizag.  Unfortunately it was an all female group except for two Priests who happen to land up there by some miscommunication but stayed on till lunch time.  Somehow I had planned  the whole programme on a very interactive mode, with games and songs.  I used the platform of fun to drive home the points I wanted to really convey. In a sense, it helped.  I realise more and more that those for the consecrated life cannot bear or are unwilling to take on real challenges but would rather be quite light and carefree about life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, it was a good exercise for me and I enjoyed it. After long I had this chance and it flowed as planned too.  I took three sessions and each session was on a particular theme (but all interlinked): self discovery, taking risks and realising that there always exist choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-1069253671109725904?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/1069253671109725904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/animating-cri-vizag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1069253671109725904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/1069253671109725904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/animating-cri-vizag.html' title='Animating the CRI, Vizag'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-753393162661483606</id><published>2011-11-06T13:55:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-06T15:02:11.707+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Cacophony</title><content type='html'>This morning I had to but undergo a 'spiritual' torture. In the absence of Fr Rector, who is a great fan of Charismatic prayer, I had to accompany the Charismatic group to a neighbouring Parish where they were to animate a three hour charismatic prayer. I went along just because Fr Rector asked me to and there was no way I could wriggle out of it.  I stayed put in the Church till it 'kick-started' and then slowly made my way out of the Church onto the drive.  The rest of the two and half hours I spent walking up and down on the drive.  But even there the sound was clear and loud... deafening, in fact.  So was the 'preaching' of the Brothers.  However, most of the time it was real cacophony... everything happening at the same time, the preacher preaching, the choir singing, a couple of them 'calling on the Lord' and to add cream to it all, was the keyboard player who was testing every key on the board forgetting that it was connected to the amplifier all the while! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I knew I should be out of the Church when there is a service in progress and that too when my own Brothers are animating it.  However, I just couldn't stand it.  Certainly charismatic prayer is not my cup of tea.  My understanding of prayer is far removed from anything so 'charismatic'.  But thanks to this trip, I got to spend sometime talking to the Lord, besides trying to find out how He bears up with all of this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-753393162661483606?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/753393162661483606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/spiritual-cacophony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/753393162661483606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/753393162661483606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/spiritual-cacophony.html' title='Spiritual Cacophony'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-4441658812354798120</id><published>2011-11-04T23:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:50:12.653+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><title type='text'>Preparing for the 'Kingdom'</title><content type='html'>I almost finalised the theme and the main storyline of the Seminary day programme.  I have drawn inspiration from Fr Maria Arokiam's Gospel at a tangent to formulate the ideas of the presentation.  I need to get the flesh on it and hope to get some assistance from the Brothers tomorrow.  It is basically to quell the idea that heaven or the Kingdom is up there or beyond us.  The play describes that the Kingdom, far from being a place or position, is a state of life lived according to values.  I drive home my point using three anecdotes from the life of Jesus based on the Gospels.  Rather than merely repeat what is already in the Bible I'm presenting a picture that precedes or follows the instance recorded in the Bible.  So to say, I'm contextualising the incident.  The three instances are the interaction with the Syro-Phoenician woman (one of my favourite Gospel narratives), the meeting and conversation with the rich young man and the multiplication of bread and fish.  I only hope the Brothers latch on to the idea and we get moving as soon as possible. We barely have two weeks to get our act together.  The best part of this: it's written keeping the Brothers in mind and not the guests!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-4441658812354798120?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/4441658812354798120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/preparing-for-kingdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4441658812354798120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/4441658812354798120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/preparing-for-kingdom.html' title='Preparing for the &apos;Kingdom&apos;'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694921645350070657.post-3751402322589951645</id><published>2011-11-04T23:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:15:52.010+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formation'/><title type='text'>Consoling indicators</title><content type='html'>This day's house assembly and all that I heard therein was very very consoling and encouraging.  That it should come at a time when I'm seriously thinking of reorganising myself and my strategies in encountering the Brothers and helping them interiorize the formation imparted, is very helpful.  It has been experience that I'm fighting a losing battle.  Little or nothing seems to be making impact.  However, the personal evaluation that was partially tabulated and presented during the house assembly this evening was a clear indication that Brothers are sincerely making an effort, may not be collectively but certainly individually.  Of course, the fact remains that most of them are too scared to take a stand in common or in public.  But atleast individually they see the values that we have been hammering all the while.  At least they acknowledge the fact that good is offered and they need to live up to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Great feeling... to feel our hard work creating ripples, if not in groups or courses, but certainly in individuals. Thank you Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694921645350070657-3751402322589951645?l=vcastilino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/feeds/3751402322589951645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/consoling-indicators.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3751402322589951645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694921645350070657/posts/default/3751402322589951645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vcastilino.blogspot.com/2011/11/consoling-indicators.html' title='Consoling indicators'/><author><name>Vincent Castilino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11208476230568664462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_az62juCT9dQ/SHH9oY7F0gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tb7ZsReO1ug/S220/Castilino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
