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...
Far From Home
I have lived away from home for about two years now to study away at university. For the most part, I have become accustomed...
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...
Out of Left Field
It is interview time for admission into medical school. Interviews always tend to be a time of angst and anxiety. Some of the questions...
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...
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...
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 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...
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...
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...
