Abel Prasad BlogSometimes you need to take a step back and realise that you can’t control everything that happens in your life. I recently met someone who said that she could see I am a troubled man and wanted to help remove that trouble. It is unusual for me to accept help from others but as […]
Abel Prasad BlogTHANKS to the internet and apps, it’s easier than ever to meet your perfect match. But there’s a big thing we’ve lost in the process. I’ve used the app and met some amazing people who have become good friends but I have also met people who broke my spirit. In this modern age […]
Abel Prasad BlogQuestion: Why do some people commit horrible crimes without the slightest remorse? Do they have no conscience? Answer: Our conscience is like our internal watchdog. It barks and warns us whenever the thief of immorality comes to plunder our integrity. Those who heed the watchdog’s warning drive away the thief; they reject the immoral […]
I was shocked, I knew my dad had numerous political friends in Australia and Fiji but not a Prime Minister.
Abel Prasad BlogThere is something about a bond between brother and sister which is amazing. When I was watching the news a few days ago I started to cry after hearing of a brother who died shielding his sister from being shot by their father. This hero is Jack Edwards and when his murderous father […]
I’ve come to a point in my life where I am sick and tired of waking up and going to work. Sometimes I don’t feel appreciated and sometimes I get annoyed because the people around me treat me like a fool.
Abel Prasad Blog When the world is cold, When my eyes water, When my friends recede. Will you be there? Will you be the one to make me smile again? Will it be the same? I just want to laugh, I don’t want to be the man who dies slowly inside. […]
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My father wrote a book of poetry which will be re-published very soon.
When he asked me to type the book for him I did so angrily because it meant most of my holidays went to typing and retyping the book.
I have recently re-read the book and realised that this was the best time of my life.
After the September 11th attacks, my father became upset because he knew his grandchildren would be brought into the world of war and disaster.
I wanted to share this poem with you.