Chocolates: My Sweet Addiction The very thought of chocolates makes my mouth water. I love all kinds of chocolates. My mother teases me by saying that I don’t have a sweet tooth but several sweet teeth. When I went to high...
Miracles Miracles are those incidents that seem to defy logic, like walking on water or healing the terminally ill. Anything that defies logic is attributed to divine intervention and we have the makings of a miracle. Such miracles are rare and...
My Favorite Channel Travel and living is my favorite channel. For those like me, who cannot afford to visit the different countries of the world, it is a gift to be able to watch the snow in Switzerland, the Statue of...
Mother Tongue A “Mother tongue” is the language that a human being learns from infancy. It is normally the native language of that person and he learns it from his parents and other members of the family and it is with...
Best Cook In The World For seven years, I lived with Grandpa. Grandpa did a lot of creative things with his hands like carving, and painting but the best thing he did was cooking. He would just saunter into the kitchen,...
Love Thy Neighbor Rev. Jerome preaches regularly about how we must love each other and love our neighbors but Rev. Jerome does not have neighbors like ours. Mr. Gumte regularly spits on the staircase and Mrs. Kapoor sings bhajans so loudly,...
Leadership Someone rightly said, “leaders are made, not born”. My friend Seanna lost her parents in an auto car accident. Her elder sister, Sharon, was severely injured in the accident. She lost her feet. Seanna was thirteen years old when this...
My Favorite Pair Of Jeans On my thirteenth birthday, Mom got me my first pair of designer jeans. Low waist, deep blue, ribbed denim. It was amazing how they hugged my legs. I went to school wearing them. Low waist jeans...
Our World In Years I look around at the toxic waste we generate each day, the natural resources like coal and petroleum that we plunder, and the resources that we pollute like water and air and it seems as if we...
Grandma’s Gramophone And My iPod Grandma’s gramophone held the pride of place on the table and it was covered with red velvet and lace. The “arm” of the gramophone held a needle that read the grooves in the record by vibration and...