Matchmaker, Matchmaker,Make me a matchFind me a find,Catch me a catchMatchmaker, MatchmakerLook through your booksand make me a perfect match. And as the strains of Fiddler On The Roof's, Matchmaker chorus
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Just two weeks before the budget, a silver haired lady looked up from her writing as her economist husband approached her somewhere in the capital, “What are you writing this time?” he asked.“Giving the f
Many friends send me pictures of them floating on the Dead Sea! But the Dead Sea is dying! The Dead Sea's water level is declining by more than a metre a year, and its surface area has shrunk by around a third
Baher Kamal Inter Press Service This is about Wetlands, which are considered as a natural solution to the global threat of climate change. They absorb carbon dioxide, help slow global heating and reduce pol
“A man's rootage is more important than his leafage." President Woodrow Wilson.What people see are your leaves, the outside, your looks, your personality, your social skills, but what they can't see are your-
Mely Wezah UTC, Bengaluru Tension often runs high whenever the issue of affiliation is deliberated in the theological circles. The polarization is mostly between the two affiliated groups; the Senate of Ser
As I watch a bishop being set scot-free by a court which found too little evidence given by the prosecution to convict him, I would like to repeat an old fairy tale, giving it a modern twist, in a twisted world
Wherever she is right now, Mother Teresa, or St Teresa as she is now, must be looking down, not at the celebrations in Rome or Kolkata, but with sadness at the dying, the destitute, the poor and sick all over t
Twas a bullet that tore into the heart of the man, who spoke non-violence to the world!It was same dastardly bullet that revealed, even as we Indians got freedom through his non-violent movement, that there wer
A couple of months ago a school down the road asked me if I would address parents on how to bring up children!For a moment I asked myself as to how I'd been selected for the job, and wondered whether it had any-
Dr Ankita Pandey IANS As a scientist and researcher, I am deeply opposed to xenotransplantation the Frankenscience of transplanting organs from one species to another as everyone should be. Reports th
And as our beautiful flag is unfurled this Republic Day, let your voice and mine, stilled through fear or indifference, flow free, understanding our absolute right to protest, given by a Constitution, whose mak
For many years I worked as a salesman in my fathers company. There were times when I nearly made a sale but the customer would say that he would call me the next day and confirm the order. I would come back qui
How often before finding out more about the quality of a product, we go in for something cheaper based on the price and regret later. Thus, came this imaginary experience of a cheap car:“Our engineers burned
In the good old days when public speaking was an art, many enrolled in classes to learn how to have confidence in themselves, how to convince people and thereby control a situation, which were known as the thre
If there was some mechanism that could amplify all cell phone conversations taking place at once, the sound produced would be louder than an earthquake or bomb blast, a rumble worse than a giant drill tearing i
She opened the bathroom door. He lay dead inside. She called me, her voice hysterical. They had, had a drink the night before, and another and another and another, and he already with liver ailment had staggere
The dog was not in his best spirits. “Anything the matter?” I asked. He didn’t bother to look up. “The dog is not in good spirits,” said the wife to me. I nodded and waited for others in the house to
My morning coffee, which is over a jug tall, is my addiction, but about a month ago, narry a day went by when the taste of those exquisite beans did not surprise me. The coffee powder was the same, the water I
Was at the Holocaust museum in New York once and as I walked in tearful silence, past horrible pictures of concentration camps, faded pictures of pretty girls, anxious mothers, despairing fathers and eager sons
