Tell us about a time you used your creativity. This could be something you made, a project that you led, an idea that you came up with, or pretty much anything else. (200-250 Words)
In spite of my insignificant miseries, I find solace and peace in prayer. As I allow the inert heap of mass that is my body to sink deeper into silence, I gradually come upon the truth. The truth will set you free, they say. And, as I listen to the voice of God in my heart, I discover happiness I vainly pursue in the secular world.
It is difficult for humanity to understand the prime value of prayer especially in this age of post-industrialism when we are all afraid of the intrusion of religion in our lives. Usually we are more docile only if doctrines benefit the individual, or are ludicrously entertaining...
"Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence." God whispered to man on the trillionth day of creation. For five minutes in front of an audience of AP Literature scholars, I was master of the universe. And, my friend, Vikalp, with his incredible ability to feign excessive gregariousness, played a soul lost in pure worldliness. Together, we served to our peers the message of Max Ehrmann's poem, Desiderata, in a platter of pure drama and entertainment.
Looking Vikalp in the eye as God pulls him from the ground at the last stanza, I was about ready to finish the skit.
Astonishingly, as we closed, the students saved the applause, though everyone nodded at the actors, smiling at us wholeheartedly and sincerely-one could tell. Perhaps they, too, realized that it was more peaceful silent.
In spite of my insignificant miseries, I find solace and peace in prayer. As I allow the inert heap of mass that is my body to sink deeper into silence, I gradually come upon the truth. The truth will set you free, they say. And, as I listen to the voice of God in my heart, I discover happiness I vainly pursue in the secular world.
It is difficult for humanity to understand the prime value of prayer especially in this age of post-industrialism when we are all afraid of the intrusion of religion in our lives. Usually we are more docile only if doctrines benefit the individual, or are ludicrously entertaining...
"Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence." God whispered to man on the trillionth day of creation. For five minutes in front of an audience of AP Literature scholars, I was master of the universe. And, my friend, Vikalp, with his incredible ability to feign excessive gregariousness, played a soul lost in pure worldliness. Together, we served to our peers the message of Max Ehrmann's poem, Desiderata, in a platter of pure drama and entertainment.
Looking Vikalp in the eye as God pulls him from the ground at the last stanza, I was about ready to finish the skit.
Astonishingly, as we closed, the students saved the applause, though everyone nodded at the actors, smiling at us wholeheartedly and sincerely-one could tell. Perhaps they, too, realized that it was more peaceful silent.
