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, “You’re free Father Stan!”“Free? How can I be free, I’ve been languishing in prison for over eight months! Hey!”“Wha
“I hope I’m 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 h
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, “Isn’t it Central Park that you’ve 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 w
Yesterday was Father’s 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 priso
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,
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 he’d 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 w
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 doesn’t anybody look at me dad?”Dear father i
“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 didn’t you?” complained my mother.“Ah wel
“Mother!” cried the little girl, “I don’t 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?”
In a play I’ve 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 I’d like
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.‘They’re having a block party,
Tears of ecstasy rolled down my cheeks as I listened to Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, and as the choir thundered in German, ‘Deine Zauber binden wieder, Was die Mode streng geteilt.I sang along, ‘Alle Mensc
"...Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Provide him with a net and you feed him for a lifetime…" Adapted Chinese proverb.Last week, I was invited for a function where adman Piyush Pandey relea
Give me a sense of humor, Lord;Give me the grace to see a joke,To get some humor out of life,And pass it on to other folk.Ah! Tis easier writing tragedy than crafting comedy! It’s so easy for a writer to brin
“I'm useless! I don't think I'm cut out for anything!”I nearly choked on my food as I heard this from the lady standing at my side. It was lunch break at a seminar on ‘Purpose and Work’ I was addressing