The 3 C’s
?If my husband treated me as if it was Valentine?s Day every day I would be a much happier person,? pronounced Mrs. Beck after...
Minding Samuel
The end of the year is always a busy week. It is holiday time. Our working ethos slows down and certainly the ebb and...
A Hairy Flaw
I had not seen Smita since her vacation to India. I remember her being very excited about her trip. She had not seen her...
The Book Of Life
In the book of life every page has two sides: we human beings fill the upper side with our plans, hopes and wishes, but...
Celebrating Mangalorean.Com
?Sounds like a lot of work,? I said to Roshan on the phone as he finished explaining to me the time consuming details of...
Daddy’s Girl
There were only three lines written in the e-mail from one of my best friends. ?Call Lina. Her father had a heart attack. He...
A Eulogy For my Father
This article is in memory of my father, Joseph Pinto, born in Mangalore, India to the late Mr. Emmanuel Pinto and late Mrs. Piad...
A Conversation Over Lunch
I had liked Dr. Harris from the first moment I met her. Through her sleepy eyes, and weathered face, emanated a kindness and warmth...
A Hindi Connection
It was a slow Sunday afternoon in the Emergency department. As part of my training as a resident physician in psychiatry I have to...
Nisha’s Marriage
?Guess what?? my friend asked me excitedly over the phone. ?Nisha is getting married!? she said rapidly, not even waiting for my response to...
