It’s always amused me some, that in the US a black man is called ‘coloured’. I guess to the white man of the old days, anything that was not white was coloured.Today, though it’s not about the coloured
Friday, 17th October, 2025
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Bob’s Banter
It was one of those days when you suddenly have time and you don't know what to do with it; the wedding ceremony I'd attended was over by four in the afternoon and the reception was late in the evening; somehow
Was listening to Shashi Tharoor speak very eloquently on how the British looted India and about the atrocities committed. I have visited New Zealand and the United States, where the natives keep reminding the w
“I’m so sorry to hear you’re down with Covid!” you whisper with concern into the phone, “And if there’s anything I can do for you, don’t hesitate to ask!”Well, it might not be just during these
Being a writer has its drawbacks I discovered one day when I took my shoes over to the shoe shop. "New shoes!" said the shoe shop owner looking at the pair."Quite old," I said, "nearly three years!""They're sti
And as India erupts in colour, what a delightful scene it is! Reds and greens, blues and orange, yellows and browns, splashed, sprayed, squeezed, and suddenly joy and laughter erupting from town and village, ci
The vet shakes his head as he looks at my old Jeff, “He’s on his last legs!” he says and it is painful for me to hear that.“What can we do to make him comfortable?” whispers my wife, and is told of a
‘Bang! Bang! Bang!’Not once, not thrice either, but dozens of rounds, from a lethal AR-15 assault rifle!Not in the wilds of Africa or a barbaric area like the present Syria, but in Boulder, 45 kilometres fr
As I drove to the airport that day, early this morning, my heart was heavy with sadness, I was going to say goodbye to my precious child and I drove in silence, “You okay dad?” she whispered, and I nodded,
There are many who’ve tried to define democracy, and there are many definitions for the same, but when I think of democracy I think of a road. A road called Democracy, leading to one’s Utopia! It is a narro
“I am a very secular person!” announced Mrs Kapoori one day to the girls at home, who were her paying guests, “I don’t care if you are Punjabi or Bihari or South Indian!” And then she heard the noise.
Like the man on the moon, there is an old man in Mars. He stroked his white beard as he looked through his telescope at the spaceship that was encircling his planet, "There's a ship from earth!" he announced an
Two years ago, a new dog, with long pointed ears, entered the colony I live in. Nobody wanted the new stray, to stay in the premises, and so all the watchmen were kept very busy, every day chasing it out of the
Haven’t been to a station in a while, and I’m not sure they have weighing machines on railway platforms like there used to have before. This particular weighing machine, I remember, always had a long line o
As I watch the Bengal elections, I imagine a foreigner friend asking me, “How can a candidate win an election without a debate?”To show him we could also have what the west had, I decided to organize one.We
She was still staring at her husband; eyes full of love, and yes, some other expression, as though she was seeing his face after a long time. The owner of the horse cart turned away after looking at the couple,
Mala giggled to herself as she picked up the phone and dialed Sandra’s number. “So,” she giggled, “what happened? You said your aunt was dying. I even gave you a bottle of blood to pull your aunt throug
A few months ago I watched the movie, ‘The Least of These,’ I’m not going to talk about the movie here, but what it brought back to me, was my meeting with Gladys Staines, just after the gruesome murder o
The owner of an elegant house stood outside his home, and spoke to the painter, “I want those grills of my house to stand out. Paint them in black, white, silver and gold! Just look at the intricate design I
Every evening, after the twins belonging to my daughter, messed up the full house with their toys and other paraphernalia which little boys throw all over, she would sing, “Clean Up! Clean Up!” with the twi
