The Unfolding Me

  In a bleak, alternate America, one boy can win a fortune by being the last one walking. This is the stark premise of The Long Walk , the powerful 2025 film adaptation of Stephen King’s early novel. Directed by Francis Lawrence, the film follows fifty teenage boys who volunteer for a gruelling, state-sanctioned contest. They must walk. If their speed drops below 3 miles per hour, they receive a warning. Three warnings, and the soldiers following them execute them on the spot. There is no finish line; the contest ends when only one walker remains. Amidst this brutality, the film focuses on the bond between Ray Garraty (Cooper Hoffman) and Peter McVries (David Jonsson), who form a fragile community of support in a game designed to foster ruthless individualism. Lawrence, a veteran of dystopian cinema, delivers his most critically acclaimed work to date. The film was a surprise box-office hit, praised for its unflinching vision and staggering performances from its youn...

       Set in 1977 Brazil during a tense military dictatorship, The Secret Agent follows Marcelo, a quiet and thoughtful man who arrives in the coastal city of Recife in a bright yellow Volkswagen Beetle. He seems ordinary at first, just another traveller stopping at a dusty gas station, but something about him feels hidden. Slowly we realise that Marcelo is living under another identity. A former researcher and widower, he is a man pursued by danger, haunted by memories, and quietly searching for something lost, perhaps truth, perhaps family, perhaps himself. The story unfolds patiently. People speak carefully, almost in whispers, because someone might always be listening. Violence lurks in the background of daily life, and survival often depends on staying unnoticed. Amidst all this tension, Marcelo risks everything just to see his young son again. What follows is a mysterious, sometimes surreal journey through fear, memory, and moral courage. Directed by the b...

Today the Church celebrates Peter and Paul—two towering apostles—on the same day. One was impulsive, broken, restored; the other was brilliant, relentless, converted. One denied, the other persecuted. Both became martyrs. Both laid down their lives for love. Two pillars of the Church. But what if we imagined their mission not in the comforting glow of stained glass but in the harsh fluorescent lights of a place like Squid Games? As for those who are not aware of Squid Games, a popular series on Netflix, it follows desperate individuals who enter a deadly competition of childhood games for a massive cash prize. Beneath the surface, it’s a dark critique of capitalism, survival, and human dignity. The players are forced to choose between betrayal and compassion in a system rigged for blood. At first glance, it seems outrageous. How could the violent world of Netflix’s Squid Game—a dystopian death-match fuelled by debt, greed, and manipulation—have anything to do with the apost...

As I kneel before the altar on this solemn Feast of Corpus Christi, I gaze intently at the consecrated host held high by the priest. The silence of the church is sacred, yet within me there stirs a sacred conversation—a silent but powerful exchange between my soul and my Savior. “Do you believe this is Me?” I hear Him ask, not with accusation but with love. Yes, Lord, I believe. I have not seen with my eyes, but what my faith tells me is true: that the bread and wine become your Body and Blood. The substance is changed, even if the appearance remains the same. When I receive You in the Eucharist, I am not just remembering a past event—I am encountering the living Christ, truly present. I believe... help my unbelief. Each time the priest lifts the host, my heart should leap in adoration. But sometimes I’m distracted. I wonder: Where is my focus during this moment, the very pinnacle of our faith? Is it on You, Lord, or on my devotions, my duties, my fatigue?   When I con...

If I were a salesman—let’s say, selling luxury car or the latest phone—I’d be all in. Smiling wide, shaking hands, wearing that irritatingly bright blazer, I’d pitch the product like my life depended on it. Why? Because there’s commission, perks, and prestige. A sale is a step up. Every “yes” is a personal triumph. And if I get to the top of the leaderboard? Champagne and applause! Now switch scenes. Baptism. I was signed up—commissioned, even—to proclaim the Kingdom of God. But here’s the funny part: No blazer. No mic. No crowd. No “Employee of the Month” board at church. Just… silence. And yet, the reward? Eternal life, joy that doesn’t expire, peace that politicians can’t trademark, and love that doesn’t need a subscription. And still, I hesitate. In John 16:12–15, Jesus says something radical: “When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth.” It's like getting a top-notch marketing strategist thrown in—free. But we ignore Him. Because let’...

When we lose our keys or a precious belonging, many of us instinctively whisper a prayer to St. Anthony of Padua. But beyond helping us find lost items, perhaps St. Anthony is gently guiding us to find what we’ve really misplaced—our gaze on Jesus. Born Fernando in Lisbon in 1195, St. Anthony’s life was not charted by grand ambition but by deep surrender. Much like the prophet Jeremiah, who trembled when called to speak (“Ah, Lord God! Behold, I do not know how to speak, for I am only a youth.” – Jer 1:6), Anthony, too, was initially hidden in humility. His first public preaching came unexpectedly in 1222 when no one else volunteered. Out of the blue, the Holy Spirit stirred. And Anthony, like Jeremiah, opened his mouth—and fire came out. That moment defined a man whose heart was already aflame with divine love. His brilliance as a preacher, teacher, and miracle-worker wasn’t rooted in ego but in surrender. Pope Pius XII rightly called him the “Evangelical Doctor,” not beca...