The only certainty of life is death. And yet most of us continue living as if death will never visit us. We do not prepare ourselves for it and live as if we are going to live forever.A little girl lay dying an
Thursday, 30th October, 2025
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Bob’s Banter
Many years ago, much before the invention of the cell phone, there were many moments you could have a break. Take traveling in a local train; it was so different! You jumped into the compartment, got a seat for
The Supreme Court felt a few years ago that the two years imprisonment now meted out for causing death due to rash driving is ‘grossly inadequate’. I agree, but would like to define what the police believe
Today I shudder to see more and more photographs and pictures of donations and acts of giving. “Do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing!’ say the holy scriptures. But do we listen? All
I remember seeing this ad for a motorbike, with a handsome hunk riding it.What a bike, what a machine, what a guy, what a helmet.I looked at the ad. At the four stroke state of the art engineering marvel, that
Once when my wife had gone to New York to see our daughter, I was on my own, and quite often ordered food from hotels nearby. One morning it was spicy vadas which I’d got out of bed dreaming about! The hotel
“Ma,” asked the little girl, scampering after her mother, “What’s Good Friday?”“It’s the day Jesus died on the cross!” said the mother as she smiled at her daughter’s widening eyes, knowing wh
Something I’ve noticed abroad, and hardly ever here, are people moving aside to give another the right of way. It could be anyone standing on the aisle inside a store, and when someone walks towards them, he
It was at a crematorium, as the body was being prepared to be lit, that a friend leaned across to where I stood and asked, “You know I read your columns, don’t you feel frustrated fighting for causes that s
As I hear with sadness about more and more of our youth getting addicted to drugs and alcohol, I remember the story of two fish moving along the water together and who come across what looks like a huge cave.
With the internet reigning supreme and the media slowly moving into petrified silence, leaders the world over, find that telling a lie convincingly, makes it believable. “People don’t know what to believe a
As I hear about a guru, who mesmerized the youth with his clever words, and now lies in hospital, and as I remember scenes of the billionaire wedding, I’m reminded about the story of a king with four wives.He
She stood shaking hands with the mourners who had come for her husband’s funeral at the Parsi Tower of Silence. I stood in line and watched as she solemnly held each person’s hand, tears glistening in
Aunty Toto was not her real name, though strangely we all called her that! She had every kind of problem that you could think of, resting on her shoulders. Her husband had left her, her children had married wro
Here’s a story: One evening a man was addressing a workshop on the concept of work culture. One of the participants asked, "I am a senior manager of a materials department and joined an organization twenty fi
And as the world below goes through their forty days of Lent, in my imagination, two heavenly angels, one senior and the other many years junior are sent on a tour of earth.“Why look so despondent little ange
This happened a few years back when I flew back home. While meeting friends in New York, many would tell me how they longed to visit India, “But your flights are so long!” they groaned, “Seventeen long ho
When doing my brisk walk every morning I keep my earphones on and listen to either good music or an inspirational message or sermon. Quite often I don’t take them off and as I sit in my garden later and sip m
“These judges,” swore the village chieftain as he stood at the edge of his village along with his deputy and looked back at the village they ruled together, “something is wrong with their vision!”“I t
The most dreaded sound we Indians heard during our freedom struggle during British rule, was of police knocking at our door at midnight, “Who’s it?” we asked, voices fearful. “Police! Open up!” came a
