The souls of the two little unborn babies, not yet born and waiting to be delivered to expectant mothers below, sat in their heavenly abode looking down at the planet earth which would soon receive them.“Can
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Bob’s Banter
It wasn’t the brutal whipping by guards, nor torture by prison officials, prisoners were afraid of, but the horror of solitary confinement.They were dragged screaming from their cells, to be alone with themse
Just heard that bail has been granted to two activists after six and a half years in jail! They claim they were framed because they disagreed with the establishment. If that’s the case it’s sad be
For those who have become house addicts like me, here’s an almost real life story:"You need to go out once in a while!" the wife's been telling me, “Otherwise a stage will come when the world outside won’
One of the greatest blessings we can have as we get older, are grandchildren, and thinking of them, and praising God for them, made me want to compile something about the innocent ways they put together our mos
Something that startles me no end is to hear people talk about old hurts, insults and old humiliations, and know that forgiveness has not taken place. And as I listen to bitter, shrill voices expounding on such
Some of the most beautiful women I've seen and some of the handsomest men I’ve met don't have fair skin and sharp features, do not possess great height and sensual bodies but as they walk and talk and stalk t
Today is the last day of the year, and as the year comes to an end I look around and see my bamboo flute stretched out on the grand piano in my sitting room.I pick it up and place my mouth tenderly against the
In the good ole days, one did up his or her home, but kept the amount one had spent, a secret. But today I was soon to find out, people publicise the amount they are going to spend even before they start.Since
“Throughout my life, I worked over 14 hours daily for six and a half days a week,” Narayana MurthyIn today's fast-paced, technology-driven world, it's easy to get caught up in the hustle and bustle of daily
Why not?It was a chilly winter morning in Jerusalem, and Peter woke up feeling miserable. His body ached, his head throbbed, and his throat was sore. He had come down with a bad cold, and he knew he would have
A few years ago, my wife and I had been to Chicago during winter, and stayed in the basement of a house for over a month. I loved the place, for the very reason many hate basements; it was a deep silence that r
In my book, ‘DARE’, I have a chapter, ‘Dare to Make and Keep Friends’, but today I’m not going to quote from my book but about choosing friends!As the old adage says, “A Man is known by the company
Ever so often, I hear a branch of the Neem tree outside my window rubbing against the metal awning, and a little farther, the sound of the Peepal tree doing the same. I wondered whether the sounds were a conver
Something I loved doing and still love doing is directing some of the plays I’ve written.But even as I directed the same, I would always see a difference in how members of the cast treated my directional skil-
Yesterday I sang a quartet piece with a family, who’d just lost their father, a strong powerful bass. The three, the mother, son and daughter invited me to sing in his place, and as I sang along, thoughts wen
Something that keeps my wife from having a good night’s sleep is when she hears that one of our daughter’s is not well. Initially, I used to think it was the doctor in her, trying to find a medical remedy,
It was many years ago that I landed at the hospital where my wife practiced, to meet the mother of a baby who had been born with a physical deformity. The mother was not there but the grandmother was. “Why?
There were tears in her eyes when I entered the room many years ago. I knew she had been on the phone and I wondered who had made her cry. “Dad,” she asked, “am I a failure?”“Are you?” I asked.“I
Something that breaks relationships, especially among siblings is the grabbing of property, oftimes in a way, in which one brother or sister gets less, or is cheated out of what is rightfully theirs. Or, it cou
