Only Him!

I've noticed over and over again 

That when life does not favor us,

The only place we run to, is God.

The desires of the heart,

The thoughts of the mind,

And the longings of the soul

Are found only in Him.

Yes, only Him!

(Vizo Seyie, 23rd October 2023)

The Mural on the Wall

Some live their lives in haste,

Some let their moments waste.

But some count each day,

And walk a wiser way.

Like a mural on the wall,

Their lives speak to all.

Like books that stand so tall,

They’ve made it worth the call.

One dot may seem too small,

Yet patience shapes it all. 

Don't let your vision fall,

Wait for the final hall.

The picture will display,

For all the world one day.

That a life, like brushstrokes small,

Painted a beautiful mural on the wall.

(Vizo Seyie, 27th September 2025)

(Ps: A painting drawn by one of the Alumni where each dot represents the number of days spent in SAIACS)

Nature

Who can go against nature?

Whether good or bad, we cannot help but admire its beauty.

Be it trees, mountains, rivers or streams,

Can you find fault in them?

To complain is to make yourself a fool,

To appreciate is to elevate your soul.

So perfect as the trees grow taller,

So vast as the mountains stretch their arms,

So smooth as the rivers rush down,

So fresh as the streams glide by.

Look at the rocks, the sand upon the land,

Nothing bothers them.

What we see is peace and tranquility,

Surpassing every doubt and fear.

Think of the ocean’s waves,

Coming and going without regret.

Its vision deep and clear.

Simply being what it is!

There is nothing among creation,

Whether it breathes or not,

That fails to declare God’s glory

Without rest, day and night.

Who then, is the worst among creation?

Nature? Or man?

There is no defence for mankind.

At every hour,

A missing element lingers within him.

So poor, so wretched in his being.

But God, rich in mercy, deep in love,

Extended compassion to the worst,

That he might draw the best from him

Among all creation.

How blessed it is then, to say,

Thank you, Lord!

For your mercy and grace,

For your compassion and love.

Remember what the Psalmist declares,

“What is mankind that you are mindful of them,

Human beings that you care for them?”

_Vizo Seyie (9th August 2025)

Whispers and Deceptions: A Mafia Night (Part 2)

It all started with the outrageous voice of Blesson, heralding the truth out loud. He went to the point of sacrificing his own life, pleading the villagers to eliminate Vizo , whom he suspected to be a mafia. However, his courage led him into trouble, as the crowd outplayed him. Rumours had it that innocence has its own strength to outwit even the loudest voice.

Then came Awor, an innocent villager, who opened his eyes when mafias were called to open. His mistake of taking a tactical move left the mafias no choice but to eliminate him, having caught him red-handed. Rumours had it that Awor regretted eliminating his fellow villager Blesson, as he too stepped out of the game to join him sit on the table.

 Dr. Varghese having carefully observed the flow of the game spoke with decisive logic. Yet, the mafias fearing the worst, voted to eliminate him as well. Although the doctor *Sandya* had saved him once, he was eventually taken down as the villagers, in their most innocent and misplaced reasoning, successfully corporated with the Mafias.

Another villager, Salem who has been sitting between two mafias, powerfully fought for the villagers survival. He too argued with the logic, not realising that he had become the bait for the mafias. Rumours had it that mafias were deeply grateful to him, for he never suspected the two sitting besides him. Perhaps the greatest danger is closest at hand.

 Godfrey, the "holy Christian mafia," gathered all his courage to defend himself when he was caught. He argued that a mafia could be identified by signs of tension or stress, which he himself showed none. Ironically, what he claimed not to be was not convincing enough leading to his downfall. Rumours had it that he went out in peace and serenity which truly were his traits.

Among all, Ravi, the mafia gang's spokesperson, played a paradoxical role. Traditionally, it was believed that the one who spoke the most was the one most suspected. Yet his skillful play turned that logic upside down. The outcome felt like an oxymoron despite his talkative nature, he survived till the very end.

Moral: Even the shapest logic can fail when trust is misplaced, because in mafia, truth does not always win, perception does.

Jai ho Jai ho....JOC🙌😄🤪😜

M.Th 2: The Books on the Shelves: A Thesis Journey

Thesis-a must! There's no turning back!

It's frustrating, even depressing at times.

We get stuck not knowing which route to take.

Like sheeps without a shepherd-so helpless.

Thoughts overwhelm, but we simply don't know what to write.

Our screens consume the whole being, but there seems to be no answer.

Spending enough time, energy drained, not realising a well is already dug on our eyes.

We walk around thinking we'll get some inspiration from our friends;

But it's only suppressing to see them progressing while we stall.

Breakthrough never seem to show its face,

Hope no longer gleams from the depths of our carrels.

But wait a minute! Look at the books on the shelves! Don't they convey evidence and sheer hope? 

They are not simply coats of veneer, but proof of its possibility.

Think about them and let's keep our heads held high.

They took the same route we are taking now. 

Look at them, it's countless and humongous,

Displaying a glimmer of hope and confidence.

Just push harder for a while, and we'll see ourselves on the other side.

It may seem long, but we'll soon realise that we are already there. 

They say, “the grass is greener on the other side.”

But in fact it is greener, where we water it.

Let's keep watering our thesis.

It may take time, but we'll soon find ourselves standing on our own grass. 

Let's press on for we'll soon be like those books on the shelves.

(_Vizo Seyie, 21st June, 2025)

Happy Father's Day

So bold and so confident is your WORD that taunts and hunts DEATH proclaiming, "Where O death, is your victory? Where O death, is your sting?"

Here's a small note for you, dad:

Dear dad, despite your absence, 

The best thing was your presence. 

My heart longs to meet you there, 

Where you live at home so dear.

At times, I want to give up; 

But you're waiting with your cup.

How can I, when you did not!

I'll strive hard with all I've got.

Happy Father's day, Dad

(Vizo Seyie, 15th June, 2025)

The Carrels of Scholars

Oh! what joy it is,

To write a thesis.

We get stuck sometimes

But HOPE, it still chimes.

Like the sparkling pole

Our mind won't withhold.

For it is not just papers

It's the Carrels of scholars.

(Ps: Thanking God for Arho's head that sparkles without electricity and gives inspiration even without saying a word) 🙏🏻

_Vizo Seyie (9th June, 2025)