Was enjoying my coffee on my terrace garden this morning, watching friendly squirrels and birds pecking at pieces of bread Id thrown for them, then slowly began to feel restless, even as I was enjoying the most
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She stood, a small figure in front of the school notice board. With anxious eyes she searched for her number. It wasn't there.The girls around her jostled and pushed. There were screams of delight and shrieks o
If you think you're too small to make a difference, you've obviously never been in bed with a mosquito.Quite often I see people who dont want to be noticed. Its not that they are not noticed, its just that they
How much money did it take for so many MLAs to cross the floor, betray their leader, betray their voters, forget their ideology and run to the other end of the country? I wonder what people do with so muc
Something I love doing if I go for a drive, is to instruct my driver to drive slowly, while I look down every street, into every shop, sometimes homes that have their doors open. I gaze at people going about th
A year ago, on that morning of July 5th in a hospital in Mumbai, a voice spoke, Youre free Father Stan!Free? How can I be free, Ive been languishing in prison for over eight months! Hey!What?Im supposed to be d
I hope Im not going to put you and your family to any inconvenience, I tell my friend as I enter his house.No problems, for any of us, We have a guestroom waiting for you!I shudder when I hear those words.Ive n
The joyous shouts from the private swimming pool outside, the thought of a scrumptious breakfast soon, the sight of my two beloved daughters and their husbands, and hot coffee brought to my little cottage by my
Dad, said my daughter one day, Isnt it Central Park that youve always loved? I was quiet, because though I loved the park and all the fall colours I was sure it offered, I still knew that it was a bit of a more
Yesterday was Fathers Day, which made me remember a story I told prisoners in a jail about another father. It so happened that a team invited me to visit a prison in Mumbai. What I saw that day in that prison w
It was as the forty plus politician, the beginnings of grey stubble on his cheek, looking down and despondent, walked away from the hospital, where his mother, suffering from post covid complications lay, that
This morning's paper had me dumbfounded; most students who had passed their exams had scored over ninety percent. I called home immediately: Lock my cupboard and hide the keys!Why? asked the wife, something you
The twins, and their mother, my daughter are down from New York and my otherwise quiet house is full of childlike laughter. But suddenly there is a still, and I get up worriedly from my writing to find the caus
He was resting at the well. I knew hed sent his followers away, to get a much needed respite away from his busy schedule of teaching and preaching and healing. But as his head touched the side of the brick wall
Many of us love watching beauty pageants: And I wondered for a moment what would happen if God was the judge, mind you, the sole evaluator, referee and critic for the Miss World contest next year!"Ladies and ge
This was a TV ad a few years ago: A little girl stares out of the window of an old car, looking lost and lonely, stares forlornly at her father and asks, Why doesnt anybody look at me dad?Dear father is concern
This new doctor at the hospital is good, really good, said Aunt Susan as she hobbled over to my mother and gave her a hug.You took your time visiting him didnt you? complained my mother.Ah well! After he gave m
Mother! cried the little girl, I dont want to go to college anymore! The lecturer called me an idiot! The mother left her cooking and walked over to where her daughter sat, And are you one?I dont know! whispere
In a play Ive just written, I have waiters in a restaurant singing, If the world was a café! Yes, what a beautiful world it would be,'" sing the waiters in barbershop quartet style, but today Id like to ask, W
This was many years ago, while visiting my parents in America: What are our neighbours doing? I asked my father, as I peered out of my parents apartment in New York.Theyre having a block party, he said peering
