A Father’s Love
It is a hot day and the sun is burning a hole in the ground. He wipes his forehead and the sweat runs down...
A Career Clown
I have not been in Toronto for a while now and now that I am back for a few weeks, there have been many...
Dad’s Day
I was recently reading an article about the difference between a father and a dad. According to the article, anyone can be a father...
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 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...
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...
Defining Sexuality
I was walking down one of the many suburban streets here in Toronto the other day and I wish I had my camera with...
Laura’s Future
I received an e-mail from Laura the other day. She said she was coming down to Kingston for a leadership high-school seminar, and she...
Mixing A Marriage
I am always astounded whenever I hear Vijay?s opinions. They always seem to be out of the Dark ages. Certainly on many occasions after...
Our Father Who Art in Heaven
I always consistently find that it is children who ask the most thought-provoking questions. During the prayer, "Our Father who art in Heaven", I...
